<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:24:17.892+07:00</updated><title type='text'>c r 3 s t f 4 l l</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4012442160130559071</id><published>2011-05-29T22:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:32:23.061+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>To live a life without a dream is just like a human body without a soul inside. Alive, but not living. When other kids said that they would like to be a doctor or a pilot when they grow up, I do not remember what answer I had. I do not even remember having something that I want to get badly. Instead of being ambitious towards something, day by day I feel more and more depressed. I wish there were a search engine to get the answer within myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4012442160130559071?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4012442160130559071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4012442160130559071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4012442160130559071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4012442160130559071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2658947073078566259</id><published>2010-11-22T21:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:13:25.544+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note for You</title><content type='html'>The moment you make new friends, in that same moment, be prepared to say good bye to them. When we realize this, we would surely value our time even more. Those happy and sad moments are irreversible. But the continuation of the after-effect is what we consider as treasures of life. Even after we cannot remember the details of what have happened in our past, the bond between us will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;br /&gt;The time we have spent together is not enough and will never be! A year, a month, an hour, a minute, and even a split second are just variables of time. Those variables make no difference, no longer about the quantity, as there is only one meaning for all of those variables, no matter what the values are, that is...we are glad that you are part of us and we hope you feel the same too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, indeed, we live in our separate ways. But just like those characters in the movies always say, the sky is blue, and that blue sky is what connecting our soul together. Whenever you feel lonely or sad, search for that blue sky, and you will find us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck for you!&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again, soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends,&lt;br /&gt;- Knights of the Everland -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2658947073078566259?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2658947073078566259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2658947073078566259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2658947073078566259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2658947073078566259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/11/note-for-you.html' title='A Note for You'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3914468846154656399</id><published>2010-09-13T21:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:42:42.391+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>I just moved into a new unit two weeks ago. It's located at the Bedok Reservoir View Blk 765. Overall, it's a nice place surrounded with parks. Plus, a 10-minute walk can bring you to the Bedok Reservoir where you can enjoy a morning walk or a weekend picnic with your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, it's been quite tough to find a place to live in Singapore. The rent has been sky-rocketting since last year (cmiiw). I don't know when this bubble is going to burst. I mean, at a certain point, it has to, right? Well, you can still find an alternative way such as sharing your room with a friend. But, I guess, it doesn't fit me. I like to have my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I dislike being here is that. Too many mosquitoes! When I wake up in the morning, I always find two or three bites here and there. Haissss, I need some anti-mosquito lotion...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3914468846154656399?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3914468846154656399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3914468846154656399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3914468846154656399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3914468846154656399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3708439482664886632</id><published>2010-08-30T20:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:47:44.001+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Next Dream</title><content type='html'>Just got an idea to write down all of the things I want to do and let's see if I can give a tick on each dream ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=== == ===&lt;br /&gt;1. Ok, next is...Go to Hongkong Disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bali &amp; Lombok here I come! *with my fam*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. And then...Go to Spain &amp; Germany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Another one...Form a band with my friends and if possible, I'd really love to sing in a cafe and have just one or two singles! *Not hoping to be famous though*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Errr...Have a crazy IT team *who love to joke around* and create simple yet brilliant software! *Don't know what it is yet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. More...Have a great trip with people that I just meet. Put an adv in FB: For those who love adventure! Let's meet at ... on ..., we'll go on a journey to ... for ... days! *backpackers only* Hmm, will people really come when they see this adv??? I'd love to try it!!! --&gt; might have a chance to be covered in one of the local TV -lol- *copyright by me, I don't think someone has ever really done this before*&lt;br /&gt;=== == ===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! What's next??? Can't wait to write another one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3708439482664886632?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3708439482664886632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3708439482664886632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3708439482664886632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3708439482664886632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-next-dream.html' title='My Next Dream'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8855070427862422995</id><published>2010-05-27T21:07:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:37:18.334+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zettai Kareshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S_58rtoFkOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/K664LKtFC-o/s1600/ZettaiKareshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475951287353053410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S_58rtoFkOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/K664LKtFC-o/s320/ZettaiKareshi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Akhirnya beres juga nontonnya. Gara2 kerjaan yang seabrek, ini film baru selesai setelah berapa minggu ya!? Padahal cuman dikit episodenya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bagus! Ceritanya menarik! Pemainnya juga keren2! Secara moral cukup menarik buat jadi bahan renungan. Thanks buat Sunu yang uda rekomendasiin ini film ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********** Spoiler Alert !! **********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di film ini, manusia digambarkan "kalah" di berbagai aspek kehidupan dibandingkan dengan si robot. Bayangin aja, bahkan kalah dalam hal cinta. Cinta, yang katanya manusia itu paling mengerti soal yang beginian. Ternyata kalah dengan robot yang ga bosen2nya (baca: setia) nemenin si cewe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudah sampai tahap itukah manusia melangkah hingga lupa bahwa cinta itu bukan sebuah hal yang rumit. Jadi inget klo liat iklan sinetron di TV, wuih, judulnya aja mulai dari 1 - 6 :-p Cinta dibuat sedemikian rupa sampai2 manusia ada yang nyalahin takdir segala macem, hehe. Semoga aja manusia bisa jadi "manusia" yang se-benar2-nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soshi: "You know what. You can say some really embarassing things. Something like love..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night: "If you love someone then it's natural to tell them so."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8855070427862422995?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8855070427862422995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8855070427862422995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8855070427862422995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8855070427862422995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/05/zettai-kareshi.html' title='Zettai Kareshi'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S_58rtoFkOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/K664LKtFC-o/s72-c/ZettaiKareshi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8414539499107150655</id><published>2010-05-10T18:42:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:25:10.288+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be Indonesian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S-f6-MloFuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xQ_n58kUVBs/s1600/anak_indonesia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469616218902632162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S-f6-MloFuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xQ_n58kUVBs/s320/anak_indonesia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Sunday, when queuing for some cakes at the KKIS birthday party, a women was waving to her friend. Not long after that she asked her friend to get closer. But this man seemed not agree with her. He decided to stay behind the last person of the queue. That's the right thing to do, indeed! But this women who stood in front of me keep asking him to get closer. The man said to her that the queue was a long one and he cannot go to her place just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then *I don't know why* she suddenly looked at me. Perhaps she was trying to ask permission from me. But I cannot do that, I was not the only one queuin in the line. So I said to her: "Maaf Bu, antriannya memang dari ujung sana". She then replied to me with a smile: "Iya, maaf, maklum orang Indonesia". It was then I felt something exploded inside me and without thinking any further I said to her with a little bit angry tone: "Wah, jangan bawa-bawa nama bangsa dong, Bu!". Fortunately, she did not hear a thing about what I have said to her. It was too crowded that afternoon. My bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what was she thinking? It has nothing to do with the country! Do Indonesian teachers never teach you to queue? I AM INDONESIAN. I hate when people say: "They must be Indonesian, they don't know how to queue!" I even hate more those who admitting themselves as Indonesian who cannot queue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Siram air dingin ke kepala*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we, as the young generation, must not allowed this kind of attitude spreading any further. Please, be proud to be Indonesian, not just by saying "I am proud to be one", but more than that, be a better individual with a better attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knowledge is power, but character is more!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8414539499107150655?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8414539499107150655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8414539499107150655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8414539499107150655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8414539499107150655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/05/proud-to-be-indonesian.html' title='Proud to be Indonesian'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S-f6-MloFuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xQ_n58kUVBs/s72-c/anak_indonesia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8062623573960469987</id><published>2010-05-09T00:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:03:24.264+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bu Guru Thane</title><content type='html'>Allow, Thane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knapa julukan "Bu Guru" muncul saat aku berusaha mendeskripsikan seorang Thane ya?&lt;br /&gt;Ntahlah, profesi itu begitu saja terlintas di pikiranku. Thane, menurutku, adalah orang yang paling bijaksana diantara kami semua. Dengan segala ide dan perkataan yang ia keluarkan, kami bisa menjadi sebuah "kelompok bermain" yang kompak selama ini. "Reliable" adalah satu kata lain yang bisa kugambarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertemuanku dengan Bu Guru ini bermula saat makan malam di Makan Sutra. Sehari sebelum "petualangan" kami ke Pulau Ubin. Belum genap dua bulan sejak hari itu dan sekarang aku dan teman-teman sudah harus melepas Sang Ibu Guru, Thane, untuk menelusuri jejak hidupnya sendiri. Meninggalkan kami di persimpangan jalan yang berbeda. Tali-tali yang saat itu beririsan dan membentuk sebuah "simpul" kini telah menemukan jalan lain, seperti yang diungkapkan oleh Sang Pujangga. Kapan ya kita akan bertemu lagi? Aku tidak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu punya dua hadiah buatku. Awal dan akhir. Awal adalah kesempatan yang tanpanya, hidup adalah bukan sebuah kehidupan. Dan akhir adalah guru yang selalu mengajarkan makna dari sebuah kehidupan. Akhir selalu berusaha memberitahukan bahwa setiap detik yang kita jalani adalah berharga. Tiap pertemuan yang ada adalah satu momen yang unik dan tidak akan pernah bisa diulang. Karena itu dalam setiap pertemuan, aku berusaha untuk tidak sekedar "ada", "hadir", tapi lebih dari itu, memberi sebuah "kesan". Saat akhir datang menjemput, perpisahan, pasti ada rasa sedih. Tapi semua itu sudah terbayar di setiap detik pertemuan yang terlewat. Karena ada "kesan" di setiap momen itu. Ada awal, pasti ada akhir. Dan itulah yang membuat manusia lebih bisa menghargai arti sebuah kehidupan. Semoga pertemuan kita selama ini berkesan ya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat Thane, hehe, aku ngga pinter ngomong langsung, lewat tulisan aja deh. Aku juga ga bisa nyanyi apa2 tadi, soalnya emang ga kepikiran mo nyanyi apa ya enaknya :-p Maaf klo aku punya salah2 dan apapun yg mungkin kurang berkenan :) Sekali lagi, semoga sukses dalam menjalani hidup n mengejar mimpi. Salam kompak dari anak2 TK SukaSenang2! Bye2 Bu Guru, we'll meet again someday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8062623573960469987?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8062623573960469987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8062623573960469987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8062623573960469987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8062623573960469987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/05/bu-guru-thane.html' title='Bu Guru Thane'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8362178641703674603</id><published>2010-04-17T00:51:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:07:10.477+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing When to Stop</title><content type='html'>It's just like when we see people who love to gamble, this sentence is often said to stop them doing things that they, themself, know that it's not going to work at all, at least not in the way it is. Stop doing something repeatedly when you already know that the outcome is not going to be any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about love? Knowing that your path of loving someone is going to be very painful...do you still want to move forward and take all the risks? Don't you think by doing something like that you will only hurt more people and undoubtedly your love one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I don't have the intention to keep this serious talking right now. I just remember what my friend said when we were having dinner today. One of my friend ask us a question about the criteria of our ideal girlfriend/boyfriend. And this friend of mine, she said two things that made us laughed. She said, the first one must be "&lt;em&gt;gebetable&lt;/em&gt;" and followed by "kissable", well more or less something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Gebetable&lt;/em&gt;" is, hmm, an Indonesian slang word joined with "able". "&lt;em&gt;Gebetan&lt;/em&gt;" (n) is something like a person that you have an eye for. By saying this, does that mean that you have to know when to stop liking a person when he/she, for some reasons, is not "&lt;em&gt;gebetable&lt;/em&gt;"? You have an eye for him/her but you know that if you have a relationship with him/her things will not go as a prince-and-princess-lived-happily-ever-after story, or at least that's what you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Gebetable&lt;/em&gt;" --LOL-- Oh come on, Girl! You must be joking right! Where did you find that word? --LOL-- Hilarious! Indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;And what is this "kissable" about --LOL--&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about these two words makes me laugh all night long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8362178641703674603?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8362178641703674603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8362178641703674603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8362178641703674603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8362178641703674603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/04/knowing-when-to-stop.html' title='Knowing When to Stop'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4274072036012876732</id><published>2010-04-07T19:33:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:31:19.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause or Procrastinate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S7yI03gVUhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8iUDgBniK8w/s1600/PA090222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457387290300338706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S7yI03gVUhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8iUDgBniK8w/s400/PA090222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first, when I was reading my friend's writings (&lt;a href="http://yessipratiwi.asia/pause.yessi"&gt;Pause&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://yessipratiwi.asia/sehari-lebih-tua.yessi"&gt;Sehari Lebih Tua&lt;/a&gt;), I just said to myself that I couldn't agree more than that. That's it. Period. But not long after that, for some reason, I just couldn't stop thinking about this topic. I looked back to my past and tried to convince myself that what I've been done until this very time is not just another "pause" moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, I found another missing piece of puzzle. Now, where shall I put this one? I'm not pausing anything but I am procrastinating something. Being a perfectionist is one of the reason behind it. But more importantly, aren't I just afraid to make decisions? Blabbering about things that are impossible to do or even have no point to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess it's time to "wake up", no, I mean, "get up" and face myself properly. I've been hiding behind my own shadow for quite some time now. One can live his life not without a purpose! Now, where shall I put my star?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Himura_Kens, pinjem topinya buat dipajang ya! :-p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4274072036012876732?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4274072036012876732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4274072036012876732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4274072036012876732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4274072036012876732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/04/pause-or-procrastinate.html' title='Pause or Procrastinate?'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S7yI03gVUhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8iUDgBniK8w/s72-c/PA090222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-1550663989296694737</id><published>2010-03-22T21:23:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:48:09.599+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulau Ubin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pulau Ubin, Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S6eCxMZIP0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0xUWgnSWBzM/s1600-h/P3210106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451469655607099202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S6eCxMZIP0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0xUWgnSWBzM/s400/P3210106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks God for answering our prayers. The day before we began our adventure to this small yet beautiful island, all we can see was the rain. It was started to rain from early in the morning and did not stop untill around 4 or 5 pm. Gladly, when I woke up the next day, the sky was clear blue. Superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We chose Paya Lebar MRT stration as our meeting point. From the station we still need to take a bus (no. 2) to get to Changi Village (Changi Point Ferry Terminal). Get in queue and wait for a so-called "bumboat" to reach the island. Each person has to pay $2.5, a one-way-ride. The island is not that far from Singapore, well, around 10 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracking, cycling, or merely just viewing, choose whatever activity you like most. But for us, "narcism" is the only word that can depict the whole journey that time. Hahaha, surely you know what kind of activity that was! Just FYI, somehow, we managed to rent six bikes for $30 ($5 per bike for the whole day, well, must be returned at 6 pm). I do admire girls power of bargaining! I just cannot do that :-p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-1550663989296694737?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/1550663989296694737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=1550663989296694737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1550663989296694737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1550663989296694737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2010/03/pulau-ubin.html' title='Pulau Ubin'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/S6eCxMZIP0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0xUWgnSWBzM/s72-c/P3210106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4128974827726323518</id><published>2009-12-03T08:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:19:04.841+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore, 40 Years from Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;2050 in General,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"To depict the future global climate challenges and lifestyle in the year 2050, although hypothetical... are those rare opportunities for the artists at Obilia. To be a 'voice' however small, to respond to the changing environment we live in, in Singapore and the world. Our contributions are primarily based on our skills in the visual art using CGI and providing ideas to paint a story"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;read more... &lt;a href="http://www.obilia.com/2050/"&gt;http://www.obilia.com/2050/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do not be afraid of what will happen next in the year 2012, humanity will survive and once again we will realize how important it is to respect the mother earth. So, keep your surrounding clean, Guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4128974827726323518?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4128974827726323518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4128974827726323518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4128974827726323518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4128974827726323518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/12/singapore-40-years-from-now.html' title='Singapore, 40 Years from Now'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-227608276478106180</id><published>2009-10-27T17:04:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:11:35.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE VEG! GO GREEN! Save the Planet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SubGK6xRd5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/DHf39vp2pHE/s1600-h/20080127_BITTMAN2_650_669+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397219094327031698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SubGK6xRd5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/DHf39vp2pHE/s400/20080127_BITTMAN2_650_669+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SubF_e850mI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AEOQ02PfuIU/s1600-h/0127BITTMAN_650_952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397218897881059938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SubF_e850mI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AEOQ02PfuIU/s400/0127BITTMAN_650_952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking you to be a veg for your whole life though...&lt;br /&gt;But please consider this simple act, be a veg just for a day or two in a week...&lt;br /&gt;Monday or Tuesday or even Friday, it's yours to decide...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-227608276478106180?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/227608276478106180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=227608276478106180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/227608276478106180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/227608276478106180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-veg-go-green-save-planet.html' title='BE VEG! GO GREEN! Save the Planet...'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SubGK6xRd5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/DHf39vp2pHE/s72-c/20080127_BITTMAN2_650_669+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-6650092974926969959</id><published>2009-09-28T12:37:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:48:04.902+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story: Happiness</title><content type='html'>Today, a friend forwarded this to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;One day, the young lion asked his mom: "Mom, where is the happiness?"Mom replied: "It's on your tail." So the young lion keeps on chasing his tail.. But after a whole day of trying, he failed to get the happiness that was on his tail.Then he told his mom about this, his mom smiled and said: "Son, you don't really need to chase after your happiness, as long as you keep going and moving forward, your happiness will always be with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't decide the length of life, but you can control how you want to live it.&lt;br /&gt;You can't control the weather, but you can control your mood.&lt;br /&gt;You can't change your look, but you can smile.&lt;br /&gt;You can't control others, but you can control yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You can't foresee tomorrow, but you can utilize today wisely.&lt;br /&gt;You can't win everything, but you can try your very best to achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone can face the daily life positively and always happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish everyone of you find your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also one more story about happiness. Geez, I got two stories with the same topic in one day! Well, the other one is about...erhm...the point is *too lazy to tell the story*: being happy is a choice, yours to decide! Not your husband/wife or your best friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-6650092974926969959?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/6650092974926969959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=6650092974926969959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6650092974926969959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6650092974926969959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/09/story-happiness.html' title='A Story: Happiness'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2373935519057046017</id><published>2009-09-14T15:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:46:36.714+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psikopat, Surga, dan Bosan</title><content type='html'>---------------------- disclaimer -----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Isi tulisan hari ini harap jangan dibaca terlalu serius yah.&lt;br /&gt;Banyak ngga nyambungnya daripada nyambungnya.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berawal dari chat bareng seorang temen di kantor yg ribut mengartikan "teman sejati" (gara2 posting-an sebelum yg ini), dia berencana meminjamkan sebuah buku psikologi. Supaya bisa lebih mengenal karakter orang, katanya. Dan kujawab dengan sangat ngga serius, jgn kasi pinjem buku yg berat2 yah, ntar malah jadi psikopat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Psikopat itu ngga slalu dihubungkan ama semua yg gila2 loh..."&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla...cuih cuih...sya la la...grrr...gubrak...wadezig...de el el...&lt;br /&gt;Ntah gimana jadinya akhirnya kami berdua akhirnya sepakat untuk mencoba menilai ke-psikopat-an seseorang melalui jawabannya atas pertanyaan apa definisi kamu tentang "surga".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beralih dari chat berdua...kami bikin "ym converence" siang2 yang ngga jelas juntrungannya. Dan ke depannya dijamin makin ngga jelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: "Guys, topik siang ini adalah menilai ke-psikopat-an seseorang dari jawaban dia atas pertanyaan apa itu surga???"&lt;br /&gt;B: "Ayo2 dijawab2..."&lt;br /&gt;A: "surga = tempat penuh dengan rumah kue coklat yg yummy..."&lt;br /&gt;B: "surga = tempat penuh cewe2 yg menarik...menarik hati...menarik u/ dipandang..." *kata2 pada jawaban ini sudah dihaluskan sedemikian rupa supaya tidak menyinggung para pembacanya.*&lt;br /&gt;C: "surga = SyUR &amp;amp; Ga bosenin..." *wah klo yg ini ga bisa diperhalus ui*&lt;br /&gt;D: "surga = tempat di mana lo akan merasa bosen..."&lt;br /&gt;E: "surga = tempat di mana smua org saling berbuat baik..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontan kami bilang klo si E itu psikopat sejati...hahaha...*ngakak padahal di ruang sebelah ada yg training*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok2...cukup dengan bagian ngga seriusnya...&lt;br /&gt;Terlepas dari ketidakseriusan tadi...kami sebenernya cukup penasaran dengan jawaban...surga adalah tempat di mana kita akan merasa bosen. Atas dasar apa ya bisa bilang surga itu tempat yg membosankan? Intinya si D mengatakan bahwa, rutinitas akan membawa sebuah kebosanan, kecuali bila Tuhan menghapuskan "definisi bosen" saat manusia menginjakkan kakinya di surga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beralih dari pembicaraan di "conference", aku coba mikir2 aja sendiri...sesuai dengan bayanganku tentang surga, spt kata si E, maklum klo serius mode, jawaban E itu yg menurutku, atau setidaknya di smua agama mengakuinya... Berhub kerjaan juga lagi dikit, org2 dah pada cuti lebaran, hehe, sedikit merenung di siang menjelang sore bolehlah :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia bisa merasa bosan dalam kesehariannya tentu jawabannya adalah karena dia ngga punya tujuan hidup yg jelas. Ok, mungkin ga segampang itu ya jawabannya. Trus, pertanyaan selanjutnya, misalnya nih, suatu saat dia meninggal dan kemudian masuk surga. Apa ya yg akan dilakukannya di surga. Memang sih ini topik yg cukup aneh untuk ditulis, karena kita smua ga ada yg tau kehidupan setelah kematian itu apa. Tapi ya gpp deh, cuman buat iseng2 aja. Menggelitik sedikit dari aspek pemikiran seorang manusia yg udah tau kemampuannya sangat terbatas, tapi masih juga mempertanyakan sesuatu yg hanya Tuhan yg tau, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya, boleh dong sedikit ber-andai2, klo memang definisi surga itu adalah sebuah kehidupan di mana smuanya tentram dan damai, apakah kita masi bisa merasakan "bosan"? Apa tujuan "hidup" kita di surga? Mencoba membayangkan sebuah "dunia" yg penuh dengan senyum dan tawa, ga ada kesedihan, ga ada penyakit, de el el. Dengan merasa senang setiap saat, apakah kita tidak akan merasa bosen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coba bandingin dengan kehidupan yg skr. Klo di dunia kita bisa senang terus...apakah ngga bosen juga? Kecuali klo jawabannya adalah tujuan hidupku adalah supaya senang setiap hari. Oke...berarti kita memang punya tujuan dalam hidup. Tapi klo di surga? Yg sudah dijamin bakal senang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daripada pusing2, setidaknya ada satu fakta yg kita tau, susah senang slalu silih berganti. Masalah satu dan yg laen bagai barisan semut yg berbaris, ngga pernah habis rasanya. Tapi, kita jadi ngga mrasa bosen? &lt;em&gt;Oh well,&lt;/em&gt;  ada sih org yg trus jadi "bosen hidup". Tapi maksudnya adalah, rasa senang dan sedih yang silih berganti setidaknya bisa menjadikan hidup lebih bervariasi, sekedar mengobati rasa bosen. Ato cuman pendapatku aja???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi teringat dengan kata2 seseorang. Saat seorang manusia mengalami kebahagiaan yang terus menerus, maka rasa penghargaanya terhadap kebahagiaan itu akan berkurang. Maksudnya adalah, klo seseorang ngga pernah ngerasain sedih...hidupnya seneng mlulu...dia cenderung ngga bersyukur / kurang bersyukur akan kebahagiaan yg dia punyai. Jadi, klo kita mengalami sebuah kesedihan, maka kita diingatkan jangan lupa untuk mengucap syukur saat masalah berlalu, dan juga saat kita mengalami kebahagiaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, topik makin ga jelas...pertanyaan soal "surga = bosen" blon terjawab eh malah cari nilai kehidupan yg laen... Gpp deh, setidaknya dari tulisan ini, bisa inget satu hal baik, yg jelek2 sih dibuang aja yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, tulisan ga jelas hari ini, buat yg baca sampe abis, jgn bingung ya bikin kesimpulannya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2373935519057046017?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2373935519057046017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2373935519057046017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2373935519057046017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2373935519057046017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/09/psikopat-surga-dan-bosan.html' title='Psikopat, Surga, dan Bosan'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2247899881887327925</id><published>2009-09-11T08:44:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:25:38.079+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teman Sejati - Teman Akrab</title><content type='html'>Punya teman? Pastinya...&lt;br /&gt;Punya teman akrab? Oh, iya dong...&lt;br /&gt;Punya teman sejati? Err...kayaknya sih ada deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakin??&lt;br /&gt;Ngga yakin sih sebenernya. Temen emang ada, temen maen, temen makan, temen jalan2, temen nonton, temen kerja, ehm, temen curhat!?, temen deket....&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dari smua jenis temen yg disebutin tadi, sptnya hanya sedikit yg bisa dibilang temen akrab. Definisi temen akrab setidaknya adalah temen yg bisa sedikit diajak ngobrol masalah agak serius, minta pendapat klo lagi mo buat keputusan, temen yg biasanya diajak klo ada "event" penting. Dalam artian, kita bisa sedikit memberikan kepercayaan kepada dia. Yakin klo dia ga akan ngebocorin/cerita2 masalah kita ke org laen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus...bedanya dengan teman sejati?&lt;br /&gt;Teman sejati...seseorang yg tidak mempedulikan image dirinya klo dia sedang berada di sekitar temannya, berani tampil apa adanya. Seseorang yg juga berani menegur/memberi nasihat apa adanya, walaupun kadang ngga enak buat didenger. Berani memberi pendapat mana bener ato salah. Temen yg bener2 peduli dengan keadaan kita. Temen yg spt ini sangat bisa diandalkan sbg pengukur tindakan kita. Apa kita salah...ato benar...yg jelas dia akan selalu ada untuk support kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi...saatnya kita bercermin...sudahkah diri kita menjadi temen sejati untuk temen2 kita? Ato hanya sekedar temen akrab aja? Ato bahkan cuman temen aja *nemenin makan, jalan2, nonton*?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya, jadi inget sesuatu...&lt;br /&gt;Ada org pernah bilang...persahabatan bisa berakhir dengan cinta *ada lagunya juga, lol* tapi apa cinta bisa berakhir dengan sebuah persahabatan??? *next topic dah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2247899881887327925?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2247899881887327925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2247899881887327925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2247899881887327925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2247899881887327925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/09/teman-sejati-teman-akrab.html' title='Teman Sejati - Teman Akrab'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2047403512649040328</id><published>2009-09-08T07:46:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T08:01:18.128+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqWplYjMgXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wJrjjmT-GHE/s1600-h/the-hangover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891789674250610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqWplYjMgXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wJrjjmT-GHE/s320/the-hangover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Setelah sempet bingung cari aktivitas buat ngabisin minggu sore yg panas ga jelas gimana gitu plus bikin mood makin ngga jelas, membayangkan *ngelamunin maksudnya* hal yg juga udah ngga jelas...akhirnya ada juga yg berbaik hati mo nemenin nonton di Plangi. Asiknya...*huff huff, intronya panjang...ngga napas nih pas ngomongnya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Janjian ketemu di bioskopnya, jam 5.30, pesen tiket, trus makan dulu. Lupa klo lagi masa puasa, hasilnya, musti muter2 dulu cari tempat makan. Cari dua kursi di food court aja susahnya minta ampun. Untung tadi masi kebagian tiket film.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Hangover...kocak abis nih film. Temen gw sampe ngakak ngga jelas, orang laen dah berenti ketawa eh dia masi blon abis juga ketawanya. Terpaksa sikut sedikit biar nyadar, hahaha *sori yah teman*. Rusuh juga sih ini film, waduh, sampe tutup muka sendiri...agak2 memalukan gitu. Adegan paling parah ya pas yg bayi itu...yg lagi *sensor*. Ah! nonton aja sendiri deh...parah pokoknya yg bagian itu...hahaha... Tapi ya lumayanlah, refreshing sedikit ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ngga perlu jelasin ceritanya yah, bisa liat sendiri di imdb dot com. Apa yah? Mungkin moral yg bisa ditangkep dari ni film, menurutku, ada dua hal. Pertama, klo mo seneng2 jgn sampe mabok yah...*hahaha, pesen moral yg uda ga perlu dijelasin lagi*. Kedua, soal cinta *si dokter gigi itu*. Spt yg smua org uda tau, pura2 tau, atau tau beneran, atau kadang2 tau kadang2 ngga...cinta itu butuh pengorbanan....dari kedua belah pihak. Klo cuman satu sisi doang...yah...yg ada hanyalah rasa tidak puas, berujung pada pertengkaran, dan plop, hilang di udara. Oh iya, itu lagu pas di pernikahannya...parah juga *tapi klo dibayangin secara negatif loh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2047403512649040328?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2047403512649040328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2047403512649040328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2047403512649040328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2047403512649040328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/09/hangover.html' title='The Hangover'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqWplYjMgXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wJrjjmT-GHE/s72-c/the-hangover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8393838916313142309</id><published>2009-09-07T12:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:39:19.703+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bebek Goreng</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqSaspstYvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zz44UQ-Wjt8/s1600-h/P9050022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378593946885513970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqSaspstYvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zz44UQ-Wjt8/s320/P9050022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Setelah hampir dua bulan absen main badminton, akhirnya sabtu kemaren balik lagi. Ternyata banyak juga yg dateng. Yg jarang maen jg pada dateng *termasuk, ehm..ehm, hehe*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maen dari jam sembilan sampe jam dua belas trus langsung pergi ke tempat makan langganan a.k.a. bebek goreng Surabaya *doh, lupa di daerah mana itu*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti terlihat di foto, bwahaha, pada ganas2 emang *tapi perasaan yg dulu lebih ganas, sampe nambah nasi*. Pulang2 sampe kos uda jam tiga ternyata. Kebanyakan gosip nih di warung bebek. Plus muter2 juga sih pas jalan pulang. Niat ngindarin macet, mo lewat jalan laen, eh malah lebih macet. Ya begitulah Jakarta... *Bandung yg skr juga sih...males banget...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8393838916313142309?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8393838916313142309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8393838916313142309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8393838916313142309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8393838916313142309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/09/bebek-goreng.html' title='Bebek Goreng'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqSaspstYvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zz44UQ-Wjt8/s72-c/P9050022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7910207783070815507</id><published>2009-09-04T06:59:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T07:03:00.645+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do they want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqBY5CvNq6I/AAAAAAAAACs/1pbhiR6PqOM/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377395692091059106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqBY5CvNq6I/AAAAAAAAACs/1pbhiR6PqOM/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone forwarded this to me...and I can only smile, tee hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7910207783070815507?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7910207783070815507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7910207783070815507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7910207783070815507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7910207783070815507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-do-they-want.html' title='What do they want?'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SqBY5CvNq6I/AAAAAAAAACs/1pbhiR6PqOM/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-6481766381728366411</id><published>2009-08-25T13:45:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:55:42.194+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pindahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SpOJkoDuEdI/AAAAAAAAACc/lHkA8HIxC1Y/s1600-h/P8230002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373790042704450002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SpOJkoDuEdI/AAAAAAAAACc/lHkA8HIxC1Y/s320/P8230002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nah, segini banyaknya nih barang2 pindahan kos kemaren. Setelah hampir tiga tahun tinggal di Jakarta, ternyata uda segudang tuh yg perlu dibawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesempatan baik untuk mulai memilah mana yg masi dipake dan yg tidak. Terutama baju2 tuh, uda banyak yg ngga kepake. Jadi, misi tiap kali pulang ke Bandung nanti adalah, bawa balik dikit2 baju2 yg uda ga kepake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untungnya kamar yg sekarang lebih besar ukurannya. Klo masi blon pindahan, wah bakal sempit banget kamarku. Tapi tetep aja sih, lebih baik klo smua barang yg dibawa hanyalah barang2 yg dipake aja. Seringnya kita cenderung untuk menyimpan semua barang yg ada. Merasa sayang untuk membuang / menyumbangkan barang2 yg uda ga dipake lagi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-6481766381728366411?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/6481766381728366411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=6481766381728366411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6481766381728366411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6481766381728366411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/pindahan.html' title='Pindahan'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SpOJkoDuEdI/AAAAAAAAACc/lHkA8HIxC1Y/s72-c/P8230002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7101999949840088347</id><published>2009-08-24T07:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:57:46.434+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's "B" ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SpHj4rhvyzI/AAAAAAAAACM/MtliWMZii38/s1600-h/P8230008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373326393326160690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SpHj4rhvyzI/AAAAAAAAACM/MtliWMZii38/s200/P8230008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "B" as you can see there:&lt;br /&gt;1. Brilliant&lt;br /&gt;2. Becoming&lt;br /&gt;3. Blissful&lt;br /&gt;4. Bold&lt;br /&gt;5. Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I started using it since I was in the elementary school. My Mom bought it at the Toys City Store, Palembang. One for me and one for my brother ("C").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's with the other one? What's that pig doing? Ouw, just wanna say hello, I think... :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7101999949840088347?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7101999949840088347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7101999949840088347' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7101999949840088347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7101999949840088347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-b.html' title='What&apos;s &quot;B&quot; ?'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SpHj4rhvyzI/AAAAAAAAACM/MtliWMZii38/s72-c/P8230008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4143078061246674574</id><published>2009-08-22T18:51:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:53:03.998+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmoni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/So_cN3_GeWI/AAAAAAAAACE/CtLM7nmSMzI/s1600-h/P8220014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372755011401316706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/So_cN3_GeWI/AAAAAAAAACE/CtLM7nmSMzI/s320/P8220014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini nih halte yg uda 2 bulan ini sering banget kulewati. Halte yg kadang penuhnya bisa seabrek2, hehe, Harmoni Central Busway Shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang bingung juga ya sama org2 yg naek busway ini. Banyak yg pake berdasi tapi kelakuan kok mengecewakan. Dari mulai ga beraturan antrinya, trus klo uda naek bus maunya di tengah aja, ga mau geser ke dalem. Klo lagi antri, pake dorong2 pula, bikin kesel...tapi ya gimana...cuman bisa sabar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa karakter orang rata2 seperti itu? Atau apa karakter seperti itu disebabkan faktor budaya? Lintas bangsakah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4143078061246674574?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4143078061246674574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4143078061246674574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4143078061246674574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4143078061246674574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/harmoni.html' title='Harmoni'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/So_cN3_GeWI/AAAAAAAAACE/CtLM7nmSMzI/s72-c/P8220014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7335959476163863745</id><published>2009-08-21T20:42:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:55:48.496+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasuna Epicentrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/So6kmVht94I/AAAAAAAAAB8/HdadIMY7Q6c/s1600-h/P8210001+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372412384020133762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/So6kmVht94I/AAAAAAAAAB8/HdadIMY7Q6c/s320/P8210001+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beginilah pemandangan dari ruang tamu apartemen milik perusahaan yang dijadikan sebagai tempat kerja sementara. Hari Jumat ini adalah hari terakhir kami bekerja di sini. Minggu besok sudah harus pindahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beruntung sekali kemarin sudah dapet tempat kos baru di daerah Karet. Kebetulan ada seorang teman yang keluar hari Minggu ini, jadi aku bisa langsung menempati kamarnya. Lumayan enak tempatnya. Thanks buat semua yg uda bagi2 info yah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ntah apa apartemen ini bisa dibilang mewah atau tidak, yang jelas buatku pribadi, fasilitas yang ada cukup lengkap. Lapangan tenis, kolam renang yang hampir tiap hari kami kunjungi, ada juga lapangan basket, dan bahkan ada lapangan futsal. Mereka juga memberikan fasilitas kelas aikido, balet, dan berbagai macam jenis senam. Cuman ada satu yang menurutku kurang. Di sini ga ada supermarket, dooh! Jauhnya klo mau belanja. Padahal kalo uda di apartemen gini, lebih suka masak2 sendiri ketimbang jajan di luaran. Sayang supermarketnya jauh. Alhasil tiap minggu musti naek busway trus belanja. Berangkatnya sih "no problem", pulangnya tuh yg tewas. Bawa belanjaan plus harus desek2an sama penumpang busway, hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Banyak kenangan yang terjadi selama dua bulan tinggal di apartemen ini. Benar2 kenangan yang indah. Sayang, tidak sempat terabadikan dalam bentuk foto. Eh, ada sih, dikit tapi, cuman 3 foto. Ngga sempet foto2 waktu malem hari, pas banyak lampu2 gitu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Duh itu mau foto jalan utama tapi kehalangan pohon, hahaha! Mau gimana lagi, "view" yang ada cuman itu, ya sudahlah. Lagi males buat turun ke bawah terus foto2, sendirian pula... Ngga banget deh! Ntar disangka teroris XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7335959476163863745?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7335959476163863745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7335959476163863745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7335959476163863745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7335959476163863745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/rasuna-epicentrum.html' title='Rasuna Epicentrum'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/So6kmVht94I/AAAAAAAAAB8/HdadIMY7Q6c/s72-c/P8210001+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-740815404317363543</id><published>2009-08-20T21:11:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:17:45.310+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>(1) IF I [can] speak in the tongues of men and [even] of angels, but have not love (that reasoning, intentional, spiritual devotion such as is inspired by God's love for and in us), I am only a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) And if I have prophetic powers ( the gift of interpreting the divine will and purpose), and understand all the secret truths and mysteries and possess all knowledge, and if I have [sufficient] faith so that I can remove mountains, but have not love (God's love in me) I am nothing (a useless nobody).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Even if I dole out all that I have [to the poor in providing] food, and if I surrender my body to be burned or in order that I may glory, but have not love (God's love in me), I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy, is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) It is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride); it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly. Love (God's love in us) does not insist on its own rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it [it pays no attention to a suffered wrong].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right and truth prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) Love never fails [never fades out or becomes obsolete or comes to an end]. As for prophecy ( the gift of interpreting the divine will and purpose), it will be fulfilled and pass away; as for tongues, they will be destroyed and cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away [it will lose its value and be superseded by truth].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9) For our knowledge is fragmentary (incomplete and imperfect), and our prophecy (our teaching) is fragmentary (incomplete and imperfect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10) But when the complete and perfect (total) comes, the incomplete and imperfect will vanish away (become antiquated, void, and superseded).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11) When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; now that I have become a man, I am done with childish ways and have put them aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12) For now we are looking in a mirror that gives only a dim (blurred) reflection [of reality as in a riddle or enigma], but then [when perfection comes] we shall see in reality and face to face! Now I know in part (imperfectly), but then I shall know and understand fully and clearly, even in the same manner as I have been fully and clearly known and understood [ by God].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(13) And so faith, hope, love abide [faith--conviction and belief respecting man's relation to God and divine things; hope--joyful and confident expectation of eternal salvation; love--true affection for God and man, growing out of God's love for and in us], these three; but the greatest of these is love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-740815404317363543?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/740815404317363543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=740815404317363543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/740815404317363543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/740815404317363543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3935897081818341106</id><published>2009-08-19T16:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:17:45.304+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Drama - 1% of Anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SovN5uOQQeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TzdS-6UqBDk/s1600-h/350px-1percent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371613372113502690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SovN5uOQQeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TzdS-6UqBDk/s320/350px-1percent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satu drama Korea yang lagi kutonton beberapa waktu ini. Yah, lumayanlah ceritanya *belon sampe episode terakhir sih*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada beberapa hal yg menarik sih menurutku. Terutama di bagian "cinta itu bukan hanya antara dua manusia, tapi antara dua keluarga". Gimana dengan reaksi orang tua masing2, gimana dengan latar belakang keluarga mereka. Gimana dengan baik-buruknya segi financial seseorang juga sangat berpengaruh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi...cinta itu...hmm...gimana ngomongnya ya? Ngga murni 'cinta'kah? Haruskah seseorang untuk jatuh cinta...musti liat dulu...dia dari keluarga apa...punya duit apa ngga...keturunan suku ini itu kah...siapa orang tuanya...gimana tanggepan masyarakat umum klo sampe jadian...blon lagi klo ngomongin masa depan, beuh, capenya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang jadi bingung sendiri...mau jatuh cinta aja kok repot!? Eh tunggu dulu..."mau jatuh cinta"? Bukannya cinta datang di saat yg tak diduga? *mungkin pergi di saat yg tak terduga juga*. Apa bisa "mau" ya? Cinta itu dengan belahan jiwa kita kan? Kayak cerita yg benang merah itu? Tiap org dari lahir...uda punya benang merah yg nyambung ke pasangannya. Ato cinta spt di lagunya Dewa? Bisa dipupuk asal tiap hari ketemu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanda....wanda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ga berpengalaman emang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kita liat aja ntar ending-nya nih film seperti apa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3935897081818341106?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3935897081818341106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3935897081818341106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3935897081818341106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3935897081818341106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/korean-drama-1-of-anything.html' title='Korean Drama - 1% of Anything'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SovN5uOQQeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TzdS-6UqBDk/s72-c/350px-1percent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8981780354154807557</id><published>2009-08-18T18:57:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:34:34.721+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reuni - SD St Maria / St Yusuf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SoqcMb9GVDI/AAAAAAAAABk/-C4741ePn-o/s1600-h/P8160029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371277243069125682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SoqcMb9GVDI/AAAAAAAAABk/-C4741ePn-o/s400/P8160029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginilah situasi saat reuni kemarin. Walaupun umur udah menandakan kedewasaan, tapi tetep aja tuh. Begitu masuk ke halaman TK dan liat mainan, langsung hajar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, lucu memang klo ketemuan sama mereka. Ada yang mukanya ya masi tetep gitu2 aja, ada juga yg berubah (Oh, aku termasuk golongan yg berubah kata mereka, banyak yg ga ngenalin XD).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah belasan taon ga ketemu, ternyata yg cowo2 pada banyak yg masi single. Malah jadi ajang cari cewe pula! Wah ga bener ini sih! Jgn2 ada yg 'CLBK' lagi!? Tapi ga mungkinlah, kan dulu masi anak SD. Blon ngerti yg begituan sptnya, hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acara dimulai pukul 10.30, bertempat di SD Santa Maria - Santo Yusuf. Biasalah, telat-telat gitu deh. Ada tujuh belas orang yang dateng buat liat2 TK-SD yg uda banyak berubah ini. Sesi ribut2 sampe bahas ini namanya siapa itu namanya siapa berlangsung sampe jam 13.30. Oh ya, ga lupa juga sesi foto2 dong, mwahaha! Jayuz abiez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah itu kami pergi makan ke Atmosphere. Banyak yg ga ikutan, ada yg masi mo ke ondangan, ada yg sibuk ngurus anak, de el el. Ya begitulah... Untungnya di Atmosphere, ada beberapa temen juga yg baru bisa ikut gabung. Mulai lagi deh, sesi foto2 ditambah gosip yg ntah dari mana asalnya itu, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ditunggu deh reuniannya lagi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo ayo! Yg SMP mana nih? SMA? Universitas juga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8981780354154807557?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8981780354154807557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8981780354154807557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8981780354154807557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8981780354154807557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/reuni-sd-st-maria-st-yusuf.html' title='Reuni - SD St Maria / St Yusuf'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SoqcMb9GVDI/AAAAAAAAABk/-C4741ePn-o/s72-c/P8160029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7088389240106894265</id><published>2009-08-14T09:34:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:24:04.421+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SoTQwEB916I/AAAAAAAAABU/gOCWeBB1UJc/s1600-h/P8140006+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369646179866761122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SoTQwEB916I/AAAAAAAAABU/gOCWeBB1UJc/s320/P8140006+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Salah satu olahraga yang aku gemari adalah tenis. Melakukan sesuatu yang kita senangi selain ya memang menyenangkan *apa coba!?* bisa juga sekedar untuk pengalih perhatian dari masalah sehari-hari *kerjaan != masalah sehari-hari, hehe*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini dua raket yg kubawa dari bandung. Satunya raket dah lama, Yonex Rexboron 27, berat, tapi bagus buat pemanasan. Satu lagi raket peninggalan bokap, Wilson [k]factor, masi baru, ringan banget...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya begitulah, satu minggu ini aku mulai berlatih kembali bermain tenis, mulai dari cara memegang raket tenis dan servis. Berhubung aku belum menemukan teman untuk bermain, jadinya ya main sendiri saja. Latihan servis lagi dari awal. Dulu pernah sih waktu SD sempat ikut klub. Lalu terakhir kali bermain tenis waktu kuliah, setelah itu tidak pernah lagi. Alhasil, lupa semua deh gerakan-gerakannya. Tiga kali satu jam aku habiskan untuk latihan servis. Hmm, sudah mulai dapet "feel"-nya nih sekarang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minggu depan mau cari klub yang ada latihan rutinnya ah. Guys, yg di Jakarta, ada yang berminat main? Yuk kita latihan rutin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7088389240106894265?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7088389240106894265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7088389240106894265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7088389240106894265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7088389240106894265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/hobi.html' title='Hobi?'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SoTQwEB916I/AAAAAAAAABU/gOCWeBB1UJc/s72-c/P8140006+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2694694035008044682</id><published>2009-08-13T15:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:33:39.402+07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCWCD vs SCDJWS</title><content type='html'>Setelah dulu sempet ngerasain lagi gimana stress-nya menjelang ujian, sekarang malah "nyari" masalah lanjutan. Hahaha, ya lebih baik seperti ini, karena masalah yang ada di "slot sebelah" (masalah kehidupan) lebih sulit dan sekarang lagi "butuh" masalah laen untuk sekedar pengalih perhatian... *ups curhat colongan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulus dari SCJP, pimpinanku langsung bilang: "Dah, kamu SCEA aja langsung...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wadezig!", dalam hati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ntar deh Pak, saya mo ambil yg level dua-nya dulu, ntah itu SCWCD ato SCDJWS. Masi blon pede buat yang SCEA, secara pengalaman juga masi dikit, hehe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, sampe hari ini, udah dua bulan nih, masi bingung juga mo ambil yang mana ya? Guys, apa ada masukan? Kalo baca2 dari forum sih, ada yang bilang, SCWCD itu patut untuk diambil karena merupakan basic knowledge, tapi ada juga yang bilang ambil aja SCDJWS secara teknologi kita cenderung ke arah situ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2694694035008044682?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2694694035008044682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2694694035008044682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2694694035008044682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2694694035008044682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/08/scwcd-vs-scdjws.html' title='SCWCD vs SCDJWS'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7707618418524129882</id><published>2009-07-01T17:06:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:55:52.027+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your "Dream" or Your "Something Else"</title><content type='html'>Berhubung hari ini lagi kebanyakan mikir...jadi pengen nulis sesuatu pake bahasa "sekena"-nya aja deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya ini masih lanjutan dari cerita yg kemaren sih. Klo di tulisan kemaren gw bilang: ada yg kurang dlm kehidupan gw dan pekerjaan gw. Apa itu ya? Sebuah tujuan hidup. Bener. Klo manusia ga punya tujuan hidup, maka pekerjaan apapun yg ia lakukan pasti akan terasa berat dan membosankan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini tulisannya akan sedikit berbeda. Hehehe...maklum inspirasi datang saat sedang chat dengan teman seperjuangan. Sedang sama2 berjuang untuk lepas dari label "Robot Jakarta" (pinjem istilahnya ya, teman). Robot Jakarta, tiap hari sibuk dengan rutinitas mereka. Berangkat pagi dan pulang malam. Sepertinya udah ngga ada waktu untuk diri sendiri, untuk hobi yang masih kita lakukan saat kuliah dulu (DotA misalnya, hehe). Apalagi bagi yang sudah berkeluarga yah, lebih ga terbayangkan lagi. Demi apa ya kita melakukan itu smua? Sesuap nasi dan segenggam berlian (hus, dilarang ikut2 jawab...haha). Jawabannya bisa jadi salah satu dari dua ini: "demi tujuan hidup gw dong" &amp;amp; "pokoknya gw pengen hidup gw 'secure'...". (Well, terlepas dari apapun tujuan hidup tersebut. Bukan di situ letak inti tulisan hari ini.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke...tujuan hidup dan jaminan hidup. Dua jawaban yg masuk akal. Pertanyaannya: Apa kita harus membuang impian kita demi kedua hal tersebut? Untuk jawaban "tujuan hidup" mungkin tidak akan terlalu bertolak belakang ya. Yg cukup bermasalah adalah di bagian "jaminan hidup" tuh. Yakinkah kita, klo misalnya suatu hari kita memutuskan untuk berhenti dari pekerjaan yg skr ada dan memutar haluan untuk melakukan sesuatu yg kita senangi? Yg kita impikan dari dulu? (Kalau sudah besar saya ingin jadi PILOT!!!) Yakin ga klo yg bakal kita lakukan itu bisa menjamin hidup kita, let's say, 1 bulan ke depan? eng ing eng...(iseng banget sih gw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga lah...ga iseng kok gw. Jadi...apakah perasaan untuk membuat diri kita "secure" itu malah membunuh impian kita sendiri? Perasaan "secure" itu lama2 akan makin gede loh. Skr masi single. Free, bebas melakukan yg kita suka. Paling2 jg kepikiran ortu aja sih. Tapi nantinya...setelah kita berkeluarga. Oh well, masi pasangan muda ini. Masih bisa ajak pasangan kita untuk sedikit sport jantung. Trus klo uda punya anak. Nah, makin besar aja si perasaan "secure" ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak buku yg bilang bahwa org sukses itu pasti jatuh bangun dan kata kuncinya adalah: mulailah sekarang! Gitu sih...katanya loh ya...bukan kata gw. "nya" = ???, terserah situ deh. Klo ga mulai dari sekarang jawabannya pasti uda jelas: perasaan "secure" akan membunuh impian kita. Klo sudah seperti itu ya tinggal pribadi masing2 aja. Mau 'pasrah' atau 'menyesal' di kemudian hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, ini jadi bahan perenungan gw sendiri. Gw adalah tipe org yg takut ambil resiko. Tapi gw jg ga rela (banget...ga rela banget) jalanin hidup gw tanpa melakukan hal yg gw senengin or jadi impian buat gw. Salut buat temen gw yg memutuskan untuk berhenti dari rutinitas hidupnya dan melakukan sesuatu yg benar2 baru. Selamat! Anda sudah bukan Robot Jakarta lagi! Smoga sukses yah, gw doain...Buat temen2 yg laen jg...yg lagi bingung n sebagainya, smoga bisa ketemu jalan kluarnya yah. Gw jadi punya ide buat bikin buku yg isinya perjuangan anak IF2001 dalam meraih mimpi mreka (cieeh, keren kayaknya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesen buat temenku:&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun lu cuman bisa liat 1 ato 2 langkah ke depan, jangan takut, jangan mundur. Dengan lu kerja sungguh2 pasti akan membuahkan hasil. Do your best and God will do the rest. Berdoa, bersyukur, dan kerja sungguh2...pasti Dia akan bantu menerangi jalan kita. And remember my friend, wherever you're and whatever you're doing, you're not alone. You have God, your love one, and us...your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho...saatnya ber-planning ria...&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal segini harus uda begini...nanti tahun sekian kira2 begitu...&lt;br /&gt;*planning mluluuuu...kapan mulainya oi! hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;Waduh...gw lupa project gw deadline-nya bentar lagi...mukyaaa!&lt;br /&gt;*gyahahaha...ga mulai2 deh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7707618418524129882?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7707618418524129882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7707618418524129882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7707618418524129882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7707618418524129882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-dream-or-your-something-else.html' title='Your &quot;Dream&quot; or Your &quot;Something Else&quot;'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-192062070992336524</id><published>2009-06-25T23:17:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:13:59.255+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Happy with My Job?</title><content type='html'>This evening, I read someone's blog. In one of her writing, she was asking whether people love their job and feel happy about it. Maybe what she meant was 'satisfied'. She continued with her second question, whether people choose their job just because of the salary or, simply, because it's what they love to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, reading the post really brings back my memories. Back then when I went to college, I chose Information Technology not because I like it. Oii, I don't even know what 'RAM' or 'CPU' is. I chose it because IT at that time was booming like being a trend or something. IT graduate will easily get job and also with a higher paid! So, wow, if I graduate from here, I can be a millionare...I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years later, I graduated and got my first job in my hometown. I felt happy when I got my first paycheck. Woohoo! Days after days, one year has passed and I decided to move to Jakarta. Two things came up at that time. First, I didn't satisfied with the work I've done. Second, I didn't enjoy it. It has become a daily activity for me. No challenge at all! I thought all the hard work after four years studying at college can give me a better life...much much better than my condition at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jakarta where they offer me a better salary. Well, no pain no gain. I worked harder than ever. Many things still disappointed me. Can't they even see that I've done so much for the company? Yet they still asked me to do more. But what about my salary? I felt down, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one day, I found a remarkable person. His dedication for the company, no, I should not say that. His passion for what he's doing is really something. Once he said to me that he work not for the company. He work for God. Huh? I said to myself. He said, when he think of doing the work for God, he can do better things each day. Just do the best you can do and God will do the rest. Disappoinment is like a black hole. It will drawn you to the deepest dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to do what the man said to me. Well, things get pretty much smooth this time. I got a project outside the country. My first time vacation paid by the company for a whole year. Can you imagine that! Of course, work is work, but later you'll surely have your time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year after that, again, I felt something missing in my life. I told my Mom about it. I'm not satisfied enough with my job. It's not that I'm not happy or anything. I just felt that this's not what I'm suppose to do. Do you ever feel something like that? It's just like...feels like...you're destined to do something else but you don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I missed my school life. I missed the competition. I missed my books. Silly, isn't it? I missed my rivals... Do you know what actually I'm missing in here? The purpose of my life. Back in the school life, you have nothing to do but to graduate, right? Well, except for beating down your rival. You have one and the only purpose...to graduate. Now what? What's your purpose now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I'm trying to say is that when you don't know whether your current job is your most suitable place for you, don't get carried away with your thought. Just do your best for the moment. If you get bored or something, then be more innovative. Don't hide your creativity! Show it to your bosses! Happy or not is not related to what you do. It's you who decide to be happy or not. Whatever the job is, you won't be happy if you say so to yourself. Create a goal! Something like, I want to retire at the age of {insert here} &lt;insert&gt;and make my own cafe. Or something like, I want to go back to the village and open a farm with my lovely wife and beautiful kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, for me...I want to be able to go to a different country each year together with the people I love. I'll take my annual leave and go for a vacation! Yeah! I'll switch off my communication device so I won't be bothered with some funny error reports, gyahahaha! I'll let my bosses know that I can be innovative too! I'll compete with other company and show them what my team's capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you walk the path you choose, soon you will find out what God's plan for you. I believe He will guide us to the real purpose of our life. He will show you the way. So don't you worry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the owner of the post I read this evening:&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll find the answers to your questions through this writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-192062070992336524?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/192062070992336524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=192062070992336524' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/192062070992336524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/192062070992336524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-happy-with-my-job.html' title='Am I Happy with My Job?'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-6380517013314732259</id><published>2009-04-14T08:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:21:59.267+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamen Rider Kiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkoEmG4kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NdlPlEx9O4A/s1600-h/kamen_rider_kiva(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324350561561535042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkoEmG4kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NdlPlEx9O4A/s320/kamen_rider_kiva(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Wake up! Break the chains of destiny.” (Ueiku appu! Sadame no kusari o tokihanate) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the previous series before Decade. If Kamen Rider Black is a grasshopper, then Kiva is a bat. The plot of the movie is very interesting! The story tells us about two different world, not a parallel world I mean. It’s a world of father and son, past and present. While in the past, we get to know the story before Kiva was born, in the present, we’re told how Kiva battle the Fangire *life-draining monsters*. Wataru Kurenai, Kiva, has to fight the very race his father fought twenty two years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a ‘haunted house’ alone, well not really, accompanied by an ‘artificial’ bat. He has his father talent in playing violin. But, again, he also has his own weakness. Wataru is a very…very…kind-hearted person. Once he saw a Fangire lived happily with a human girl and he started to think that both races actually can live side by side without harming each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Wataru? What about his mother? Can Kiva reach his goal? What will be his choice? To destroy and accept his destiny just like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324350829672139986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePk3rYqDNI/AAAAAAAAABE/4bD8L6uatwc/s320/b0cd0243cffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top left: don't know, don't know again, Jiro, Rikki, Ramon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom left: Keisuke Nago, Wataru Kurenai, Wataru Otoya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-6380517013314732259?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/6380517013314732259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=6380517013314732259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6380517013314732259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6380517013314732259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/04/kamen-rider-kiva.html' title='Kamen Rider Kiva'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkoEmG4kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NdlPlEx9O4A/s72-c/kamen_rider_kiva(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-1957411857099186104</id><published>2009-04-14T08:16:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:22:28.538+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamen Rider Decade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkHNaJivI/AAAAAAAAAAs/v0dVDy65CUQ/s1600-h/kamen-rider-decade-n-friends-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349996991613682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkHNaJivI/AAAAAAAAAAs/v0dVDy65CUQ/s320/kamen-rider-decade-n-friends-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Destroy everything, connect everything.” (Subete o hakaishi, subete o tsunage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the catchphrase for this series. Kamen Rider Decade story begins with the dream of Natsumi Hikari. In her dream, she saw a war, a rider war. Kiva, Blade, Kuuga, Faiz, Den-O, and many others were figthing against something that was not clear. In the end of her dream, she saw one rider destroy all of the others. At that time Natsumi was not fully understand what is the meaning of her dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, the main character, Tsukasa Kadoya is a guy who loves photography. He has his own battle, which is very funny. Whenever he caught a picture, it would end up in a mess as if the world rejects his own presence. You’ll know what I mean when you watch the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day Decade was born, Natsumi and Tsukasa were surprised with the world strange phenomenon. They were told that their world would be destroy, soon. They are forced to travel to the other nine parallel world in order to stop the phenomenon. In each world, Tsukasa, who is eventually became the Decade, must destroy the other Riders. Why? Who is beyond this plot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsukasa Kadoya: Masahiro Inoue. Natsumi Hikari: Kanna Mori. This cute girl is kind of scary I think. With her “style of fighting”, she can make anyone laughing for a certain time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkCrusrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TZIjefchSVU/s1600-h/1228981781834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349919231520498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkCrusrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TZIjefchSVU/s320/1228981781834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the left: Yuusuke Onodera (Kamen Rider Kuuga), Tsukasa Kadoya (Kamen Rider Decade), I don’t know who he is (hahaha), Natsumi Hikari, Eijiro Hikari (Natsumi’s Grandfather).&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more, don’t expect to have the same background story for each rider’s world. It’s totally different. I, personally, kind of disappointed at this. I thought they would have the same story as I watched the seven Riders series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-1957411857099186104?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/1957411857099186104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=1957411857099186104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1957411857099186104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1957411857099186104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/04/kamen-rider-decade.html' title='Kamen Rider Decade'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePkHNaJivI/AAAAAAAAAAs/v0dVDy65CUQ/s72-c/kamen-rider-decade-n-friends-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4948075957199503200</id><published>2009-04-14T08:14:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:16:10.767+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illidan Stormrage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePjvv5V2mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/te1rnIkLCbo/s1600-h/illidan_final.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349593932388962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePjvv5V2mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/te1rnIkLCbo/s320/illidan_final.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I have time to write this. This morning I told my friend that I won’t be able to write anything today because of some works. But, I just can’t wait for this. I’ll tell you another short story. Remember my last post about the early campaigns of the Frozen Throne? Well, this time is the story of Illidan Stormrage, who’s been chased by our great Maiev. The reason of how he became “The Betrayer”. As stated by Maiev, he is now “neither demon nor night elf, but something more”.&lt;br /&gt;–&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Illidan Stormrage, so is his name. Born as a night elf. He is actually the fraternal twin of Malfurion Stormrage. Yes, you guessed it right from the beginning. We can see from their last name. The brothers grew up as the friend of Tyrande Whisperwind millennia before the Great Sundering.&lt;br /&gt;If you read the novel: Well of Eternity, by Richard A. Knaak, you’ll find it out soon the source of his evil. He is different from his brother. With his golden eyes, commonly regarded as a sign of future greatness, but Illidan showed no signs of achieving anything out of the ordinary. Little did he know that his eyes actually indicated strong druidic potential. He had no patience to learn druidism since the beginning. While his brother showed a remarkable progress under their great teacher, the Demigod Cenarius. Yet Illidan was talented at sorcery, which at the time was a staple of night elf society.&lt;br /&gt;As he learned more and more, but to his discouragement, the Moon Guard did not offer him membership in light of his advanced sorcery. Hatred grew more. What could be more disappointed than being rejected by the famous group is his lost of his love one. Illidan was in love (perhaps still is) with Tyrande, a gifted sorcerer. But she loves someone else…his own brother…&lt;br /&gt;Those kind of situations have dragged him deeper and deeper to the realm of the darkness. His pursuit of power and arcane mastery has led him to commit a number of horrific acts against his own people and the races of Azeroth, including defecting to Sargeras during the War of the Ancients and creating the second Well of Eternity. For his actions, he was imprisoned for ten thousand years, until his release almost a decade ago.&lt;br /&gt;–&lt;br /&gt;The Well of Eternity - Richard A. Knaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/"&gt;http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4948075957199503200?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4948075957199503200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4948075957199503200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4948075957199503200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4948075957199503200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/04/illidan-stormrage.html' title='Illidan Stormrage'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SePjvv5V2mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/te1rnIkLCbo/s72-c/illidan_final.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-9032475267667890357</id><published>2009-04-14T08:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:14:41.595+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Early Campaigns of the Frozen Throne</title><content type='html'>The land hasn’t forgotten the great battle at the Mount Hyjal, when&lt;br /&gt;Thrall - the warchief of the Orc clan - and Jaina Proudmoore - the leader of&lt;br /&gt;the human forces in Kalimdor - decided to unite their strength in&lt;br /&gt;order to defeat the Archimonde. Not just the two great powers, the&lt;br /&gt;night elves clan, led by Malfurion and Tyrande, also helped defending&lt;br /&gt;the World Tree. The battle ended with the lost of Archimonde. The&lt;br /&gt;final battle shook the continent of Kalimdor to its root. Unable to&lt;br /&gt;draw power from the Well of Eternity, so it became the end of the&lt;br /&gt;Burning Legion.&lt;br /&gt;The story took place after the batle at the Mount Hyjal. The Warden&lt;br /&gt;Maiev Shadowsong was in her important task chasing Illidan Stormrage&lt;br /&gt;with his evil plan. This time Illidan has gained the allegiance of&lt;br /&gt;the Naga, former of Night Elves who adapted to underwater life,&lt;br /&gt;becoming a strange reptilian creatures.&lt;br /&gt;Illidan was released from his prison after ten thousand years of&lt;br /&gt;captivity. It was during the Legion’s invasion of Ashenvale back&lt;br /&gt;there. In order to gain more power, Illidan received a task from&lt;br /&gt;Kil’jaeden to put an end to the undead Scourge once and for all. In&lt;br /&gt;exchange, Illidan has been promised untold power and a true place&lt;br /&gt;amongst the remaining lords of the Burning Legion. The reason behind&lt;br /&gt;this plan was because Kil’jaeden, who was angered by Archimonde&lt;br /&gt;defeat at Mount Hyjal, had greater concerns than his vengeance. He&lt;br /&gt;sensed his own creation, the Lich King, has grown stronger and&lt;br /&gt;stronger and made him lost his control over the King.&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that his own power wouldn’t be able to destroy the Frozen&lt;br /&gt;Throne, Illidan set his path to Tomb of Sargeras, seeking the Dark&lt;br /&gt;Titan’s remains - The Eye of Sargeras -. With his fellowship, the&lt;br /&gt;Naga - led by Lady Vashj -, they planned to search for the Tomb.&lt;br /&gt;Just right behind them, Maiev party pursued her former prisoner. But&lt;br /&gt;it was too late. Illidan sailed to the Tomb already. Maiev decided to&lt;br /&gt;follow Illidan across the sea. However, once again, Illidan was one&lt;br /&gt;step ahead. He got the eye and wiped out some of Maiev’s best woman.&lt;br /&gt;She just didn’t have any choice but to ask help from Illidan’s twin&lt;br /&gt;brother, Malfurion Stormrage, and Tyrande Whisperwind. Before the&lt;br /&gt;dynamic duo arrived, Maiev must defend the line, the battle has once&lt;br /&gt;again broke between Maiev and Illidan.&lt;br /&gt;–&lt;br /&gt;WARCRAFT III - The Frozen Throne (game)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-9032475267667890357?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/9032475267667890357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=9032475267667890357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/9032475267667890357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/9032475267667890357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/04/early-campaigns-of-frozen-throne.html' title='The Early Campaigns of the Frozen Throne'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8852540122383373056</id><published>2009-03-19T08:19:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:04:25.647+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Finally, I have time to play again. Well, it's not much though! It's been a couple of years since I played this game, together with my college friends. So, I decided to play it again this morning. I arrived exactly at 6.30 and started to play. I've prepared all of the settings needed yesterday (gateway, game patch, even my old user ID).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosh! This is it! Let's get a nice game! I thought so... I chose my very first hero, which was Kardel the Sniper, hehehe *brings back some good old memories!* The game started, I went to the middle line. It was 5 versus 5 back there. Each side lines had 2 heroes. That means, I was alone. Very unfortunately, I met Morphling! And it's a blue player! Do you know what it means to have a blue player confront you? I don't have to tell you right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the horn's blown, the creeps were marching following the path. I decided to use the old tactics by using Arcane Ring. I was thinking to harashing the enemy creeps. Which in the end, it's no use at all. OMG, am I really that stupid now? I did kill twice. Pathetic huh? Only twice! Well, at least my friends were not the type who love to say some harsh words. But one of them asked me whether I'm new on this. I could only said sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you expect, the game ended with my team defeat. I wasn't so surprised about the result. I knew it from the beginning. It's just....I hate it! It's very painful. I was so...Grrr...!!! I think I need to get to my pace again...I need to train a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, my heart was pounding along the game. It's almost for an hour! Happy and at the same time angry, disapointed. I'm gonna try it again tomorrow morning and of course with the same hero. But with a different build now, hehehe, the killer type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be a new beginning! The rise of the bluberi! mwahahaha! ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8852540122383373056?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8852540122383373056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8852540122383373056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8852540122383373056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8852540122383373056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3670942216949093864</id><published>2008-12-11T07:24:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:28:25.081+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kosan Baru</title><content type='html'>Kayaknya udah waktunya pindah kos nih...&lt;br /&gt;Bukan masalah apa2 sih, cuman di kosan yg sekarang ngga ada dapurnya. Pengen cari yg ada dapurnya. Knapa? Berhubung beberapa waktu yg lalu sempet liat sebuah acara di TV yg memberitakan masalah tidak sehatnya jajanan di luar, terutama kasus minyak goreng campur oli. Wah, sepertinya sudah tidak bisa ditolerir. Mau diapain nih badan gw klo musti makan makanan seperti itu??? Jadi, diusahakan bisa masak...makanya cari kosan yg ada dapurnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys,&lt;br /&gt;Klo ada yg tau kosan daerah Karet/Benhil yg:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bersih&lt;br /&gt;2. Ada dapur dan boleh masak2&lt;br /&gt;3. Ga perlu AC&lt;br /&gt;4. Ga perlu kamar mandi dalem&lt;br /&gt;Gw minta info alamat dong...biar bisa hunting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3670942216949093864?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3670942216949093864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3670942216949093864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3670942216949093864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3670942216949093864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/12/kosan-baru.html' title='Kosan Baru'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-311869434456033658</id><published>2008-12-11T07:21:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:24:20.501+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Face</title><content type='html'>I was surprised when I found out that Kharizt has joined Jatis. Hmm...after a few years, no ex-ITB applied to this company, I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's good to see you again Rizt, don't get bored here...hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-311869434456033658?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/311869434456033658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=311869434456033658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/311869434456033658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/311869434456033658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-face.html' title='New Face'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4866831597875421645</id><published>2008-11-03T08:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:22:45.791+07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my things-i-wanna-do list: a restaurant!</title><content type='html'>The last time I checked my things-I-wanna-do abstract list, I ended up adding one more thing. "I want to open a chicken grilled restaurant". Ha? this crazy thing just popped up one day. I know it won't be easy to start a food business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started asking my friend. One of mine said that once he and his friend opened a food court counter. It was very difficult just to keep it open and they decided to close it after almost a year. What? Was it really that difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to calculate all the cost needed to open one, starting from "where". So I chose Bandung as the place to start. Then I was thinking of several places in Bandung. First of all, PVJ crossed in my mind. Lots of people go to PVJ, yeah I'm sure of that! But, it's going to cost you a lot even just for a food court counter...I think...how much? I don't know. Tried googling but cannot find anything. Then, what about my beloved campus, ITB? Sounds nice and promising! Tried googling again...went to ITB's website...and found nothing. Argh, maybe I should just come over and ask somebody there. But who? -blank- Cannot think of anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blank- -blank- -blank-&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I cannot ping my mind. Let's continue this some other time. Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4866831597875421645?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4866831597875421645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4866831597875421645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4866831597875421645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4866831597875421645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-my-things-i-wanna-do-list.html' title='One of my things-i-wanna-do list: a restaurant!'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3285697050234847918</id><published>2008-10-17T07:51:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:10:18.727+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intramuros...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SPfh9OlvCtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jmendGeVwoU/s1600-h/IMG_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919531982981842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SPfh9OlvCtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jmendGeVwoU/s320/IMG_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is it! Am I different now? How long has it been since our last gathering? One year or two years ago eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SPfiSgSqu3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2icOw2OHgco/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919897512098674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SPfiSgSqu3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2icOw2OHgco/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and my friends from our last trip to Intramuros. We took a picture just in front of Department of Tourism, Rizal Park. Two of them are Filipino, guess who?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3285697050234847918?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3285697050234847918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3285697050234847918' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3285697050234847918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3285697050234847918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-those-looking-for-photos.html' title='Intramuros...'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HD-jjvrdweI/SPfh9OlvCtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jmendGeVwoU/s72-c/IMG_0595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-5927921423385033678</id><published>2008-10-16T12:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:51:56.204+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polymorphism</title><content type='html'>Lazy mode on...&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public class Toy {&lt;br /&gt;public void move() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Toy.move()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public interface Programmable() {&lt;br /&gt;void debug();&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public class Robot extends Toy implements Programmable {&lt;br /&gt;public void fly() throws Exception {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Robot.fly()");&lt;br /&gt;// throws exception&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public void punch() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Robot.punch()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public void debug() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Robot.debug()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;private void selfDestroy() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Robot.selfDestroy()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public class Voltron extends Robot {&lt;br /&gt;public void fly() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Voltron.fly()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public void punch() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Voltron.punch()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public void debug() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Voltron.debug()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public void selfDestroy() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Voltron.selfDestroy()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public void shoot() {&lt;br /&gt;System.out.println("Voltron.shoot()");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Now, I have something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public static void main(String[] args) {&lt;br /&gt;Voltron myVoltron = new Voltron();&lt;br /&gt;Toy myToy = myVoltron;&lt;br /&gt;Robot myRobot = myVoltron;&lt;br /&gt;Programmable myProgram = myVoltron;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// compile error?&lt;br /&gt;// what will be the output?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myToy.move();&lt;br /&gt;myToy.debug();&lt;br /&gt;myToy.fly();&lt;br /&gt;myToy.punch();&lt;br /&gt;myToy.selfDestroy();&lt;br /&gt;myToy.shoot();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myRobot.move();&lt;br /&gt;myRobot.debug();&lt;br /&gt;myRobot.fly();&lt;br /&gt;myRobot.punch();&lt;br /&gt;myRobot.selfDestroy();&lt;br /&gt;myRobot.shoot();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myProgram.move();&lt;br /&gt;myProgram.debug();&lt;br /&gt;myProgram.fly();&lt;br /&gt;myProgram.punch();&lt;br /&gt;myProgram.selfDestroy();&lt;br /&gt;myProgram.shoot();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myVoltron.move();&lt;br /&gt;myVoltron.debug();&lt;br /&gt;myVoltron.fly();&lt;br /&gt;myVoltron.punch();&lt;br /&gt;myVoltron.selfDestroy();&lt;br /&gt;myVoltron.shoot();&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;....zzzZZzzz.... ~.~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-5927921423385033678?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/5927921423385033678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=5927921423385033678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5927921423385033678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5927921423385033678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/10/polymorphism.html' title='Polymorphism'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4046992515025378752</id><published>2008-10-15T17:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:52:22.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog - Are we ready for this?</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, while having dinner with my friends near Greenbelt 5 (@Kenny Roger Roaster), we're having an interested discussion. Are we Indonesian people ready for blogs? Not just a mere blogs talking about daily activity, but much more of a political one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend said that most of us are not ready for such thing. He gave a simple example of what’s already happened. When someone said: “Burn the houses!” or “Kill that thief!” people will just do as he commanded. So, is there any chance when people read something (provocative enough?) then they’ll just do something unexpected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I think that won’t happen!” said a girl sat beside me. She said that not all the blogger in Indonesia is a ‘Flamer’. There’re many blogger with deep knowledge of politics and as we can see from the replies, we can assume almost the readers/writers eligible enough to make a good input. In short, bloggers use brain more than fist, I think (well, that’s my assumption).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’re still arguing until one of the waitresses gave us the bill (hahahaha). “Too bad, Guys! Why don’t we put this topic on someone’s blog?” Yeah right! They pointed me again! Actually I really have no interest for this political conversation (or such). I already gave my opinion, let’s just finish all the problem not by punching or burning someone’s house. Settle it on BattleNet, why don’t we have a DotA match? Seriously, I think we, Indonesian people, are smart enough to write our opinion on a blog. Just make sure we don’t write anything provocative. Even intellectual reader can get worked up over something stupid, right? Deshou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m here to finish my task. Asking all of you, good reader, your opinion about this matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4046992515025378752?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4046992515025378752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4046992515025378752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4046992515025378752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4046992515025378752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-are-we-ready-for-this.html' title='Blog - Are we ready for this?'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4868363940595261721</id><published>2008-10-07T07:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:54:39.912+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends @ PVJ</title><content type='html'>Last week I went to PVJ (Paris Van Java) and accidentally met my old friends (Andi and Endah). They were waiting for&lt;em&gt; buka puasa &lt;/em&gt;I thought. I waved both of my hands in front of them. But suddenly I realized something. &lt;em&gt;Hey, are they really Andi and Endah?&lt;/em&gt; I stepped forward and they still showed a surprised face (&lt;em&gt;hah!? I think&lt;/em&gt;). I took off my eyeglasses and said to them: "Don't you guys know me? I'm Bob!". &lt;em&gt;Ah, so glad when I saw the smile&lt;/em&gt;. We only said hello to each other because I was in a hurry to catch up my family. But I remember something Endah said to me. I think it was a compliment, &lt;em&gt;well I believe so!&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, I lost weight (&lt;em&gt;pretty much, hahaha&lt;/em&gt;) and I wear eyeglasses now. I think we really need to have a gathering guys! A big one! &lt;em&gt;IF'01 Family Gathering!&lt;/em&gt;  I wonder if &lt;em&gt;Panda&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Bocit&lt;/em&gt; also lost their weight, &lt;em&gt;mwahahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4868363940595261721?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4868363940595261721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4868363940595261721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4868363940595261721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4868363940595261721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/10/old-friends-pvj.html' title='Old Friends @ PVJ'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3154317758326757604</id><published>2008-09-26T13:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:15:18.372+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post by a colleague... Part 1</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer:&lt;br /&gt;This post is not posted by the owner of the blog. It's posted by an "adventurous" colleague in Makati City, Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;It has been 9 months since the first time I stepped on Makati soil. It was 10 PM when I arrived Legazpi Street. This is the first time I've been to the Philippines and I was only given an address of an apartment building, without any apartment number. "Great... This is going to be exciting," I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still filled with all the stories of kidnapping in the Philippines, I acted as if I know where I'm going, even though I was so clueless and asked the airport taxi driver to drive me to the address written on the small piece of paper. Apparently, the taxi driver did not know his way around Makati too and I've got no one to call to. At last, after half an hour of strolling around, I arrived Legazpi Towers 100. However, my smallest bill was 1000 peso and the taxi driver did not have change. My phone was dead because my mobile service subscription did not include international roaming. The taxi driver was very nice actually. He lent me his phone to call someone. I tried and it did not get through. GREAT... I had no idea where to go. Fortunately, there was a Starbucks on the corner. I grabbed a sandwich and an Absolute distilled water, then paid the taxi driver plus generous tips, in return of his kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I had to find out where my colleagues was living. It was not that tough, as the security guard recognized a bunch of Indonesians on the 3rd floor. So, he buzzed up and ask my colleagues for permission to let me in. Now I'm safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3154317758326757604?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3154317758326757604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3154317758326757604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3154317758326757604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3154317758326757604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-post-by-colleague-part-1.html' title='Random post by a colleague... Part 1'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-1325251265155661263</id><published>2008-09-24T10:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:55:14.311+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired - Aku lelah</title><content type='html'>A poem by Aisa, BPI-Makati, Sept 23, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the waves&lt;br /&gt;you amazed me&lt;br /&gt;with your conflicting beauty&lt;br /&gt;both weak and determined&lt;br /&gt;both childish and wise&lt;br /&gt;both faithful and faithless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just like the waves&lt;br /&gt;you will lure me and tempt me&lt;br /&gt;and embrace me and possess me&lt;br /&gt;(despite your random purposes)&lt;br /&gt;and just like it&lt;br /&gt;you will leave me when i want you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired&lt;br /&gt;...very tired...&lt;br /&gt;and desperate for refuge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dusk, too, is fleeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lelah&lt;br /&gt;bagaikan ombak&lt;br /&gt;kau memukau diriku&lt;br /&gt;dengan kecantikanmu yang mendua&lt;br /&gt;pelan namun bersahaja&lt;br /&gt;kekanak-kanakan namun juga bijak&lt;br /&gt;setia namun tak tergambarkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti halnya sang ombak&lt;br /&gt;kau selalu memikat dan menggodaku&lt;br /&gt;memelukku dan merasuk sukmaku&lt;br /&gt;(terlepas dari tujuanmu yang tak menentu)&lt;br /&gt;dan selalu&lt;br /&gt;kau tinggalkanku di saat ku inginkan dirimu lebih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lelah&lt;br /&gt;...sangat lelah...&lt;br /&gt;ingin hati tuk berteduh&lt;br /&gt;hingga fajar pun, perlahan berlalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to translate the poem, but I still missing something there. I know the feeling, the meaning. But still, I lost my words, argh. Anyone please? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't claim yourself as a romantic pathetical one, Girl! That'd be definitely wrong! You're good, brilliant! Like to read more of your writing. May be you'd just publish 'em all! Yeah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-1325251265155661263?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/1325251265155661263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=1325251265155661263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1325251265155661263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1325251265155661263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-tired-aku-lelah.html' title='I am tired - Aku lelah'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3316513164034557991</id><published>2008-06-16T15:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:19:45.091+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bab 25</title><content type='html'>Tidak terasa lembaran hidupku kini sudah memasuki bab ke-25.&lt;br /&gt;Kejutan apakah yang akan menantiku yah?&lt;br /&gt;Senang, sedih, kepuasan hati, atau kekecewaan?&lt;br /&gt;Aku sudah tidak sabar untuk menorehkan tintaku di halaman kosong ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih atas apa yang sudah kuterima.&lt;br /&gt;Pada-Mu yang telah membantuku menuliskan hidupku.&lt;br /&gt;Seringkali aku akan meminjam pena-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Mohon petunjuk dari-Mu supaya aku bisa menjadi lebih baik bagi sesamaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu bab lagi telah kututup dengan rasa bangga.&lt;br /&gt;Beribu pengalaman telah menjadi guruku yang terhebat.&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih guru-guruku, muridmu akan senantiasa belajar dari pengalaman yang kau ajarkan.&lt;br /&gt;Kan kulangkahkan kakiku tanpa ragu di dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makin luas dunia yang kulihat.&lt;br /&gt;Makin banyak teman yang kukenal.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi semoga bukan makin banyak masalah yang akan kutemui.&lt;br /&gt;Bukan juga musuh yang akan kulawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai bumiku, masihkah akan kudengar tangisanmu?&lt;br /&gt;Atau perlahan sakitmu telah menghilang?&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, bila aku sering menyakitimu.&lt;br /&gt;Aku berjanji kan kubuat bajumu biru-hijau kembali, dan sekali lagi kan kulihat dirimu tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahabatku, tentu kau pasti ingat cerita ini.&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kubercerita tentang kepergianku dari rumahku.&lt;br /&gt;Rumah tempat ku senantiasa bermain, berlindung dari angin dan hujan.&lt;br /&gt;Kini aku sudah mengarungi lautan dan beribu pulau di negeri yang tak kukenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulihat mereka dan kusapa mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Senyum dan tawa mereka tetap sama seperti halnya mereka yang kukenal di negeriku.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, tentramnya hati ini saat kulihat tiap orang saling mengucapkan "Hai! selamat pagi kawan,  bagaimana harimu?"&lt;br /&gt;Aku berharap di belahan dunia lain pun keadaan bisa sama seperti dunia indah di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan terus berjalan bersama bayangku.&lt;br /&gt;Saat hati ini senang ku kan menari bersamamu.&lt;br /&gt;Saat hati ini sedih ku kan bertanya padamu, dan belajar darimu.&lt;br /&gt;Diammu selalu membuat hatiku tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangku, jangan bosan mendengar ceritaku yah!&lt;br /&gt;Sampai saatnya nanti kutemukan pengganti dirimu.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, jangan-jangan nanti aku yang akan banyak mendengar cerita darinya.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sungguh aku tidak sabar menanti dirinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, banyak yang kuharapkan dari bab baru ini.&lt;br /&gt;Namun beribu impian tidak akan datang dengan sendirinya kan teman?&lt;br /&gt;Lagipula para tetua sudah memanggilku.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ada misi baru untukku, saatnya bermain dengan huruf dan angka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai jumpa di jalan teman.&lt;br /&gt;Jika bertemu kembali kita kan bertukar cerita.&lt;br /&gt;Kisah sedih dan bahagia, semuanya saja kau ceritakan yah.&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku akan membagi rahasia dunia denganmu, ssst, rahasia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;cr3stf4ll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3316513164034557991?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3316513164034557991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3316513164034557991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3316513164034557991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3316513164034557991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/06/bab-25.html' title='Bab 25'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-6058332018757562616</id><published>2008-06-06T09:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:05:09.378+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Warming (2)</title><content type='html'>Ada beberapa cara lagi yang mungkin bisa jadi perhatian kita untuk masalah 'Global Warming' ini. Kalau kemarin saya posting berkenaan dengan "laptop nganggur lebih baik dimatikan saja", nah, sekarang masih juga mengenai penghematan listrik:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cobalah untuk tidak memasang AC (Air Conditioner) pada suhu yang terlalu rendah apalagi bila Anda masih tidur dengan menggunakan selimut. Hehehe, masuk akal juga sih, masa kita pasang AC dingin2 tapi kita tidur pake selimut sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jangan pasang TV/komputer anda pada kondisi stand-by. Pastinya kalo kita shut-down lebih menghemat listrik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gunakan air yang tidak terlalu panas pada saat mandi, karena semakin panas air yang Anda butuhkan itu berarti semakin banyak energi pula yang dibutuhkan. Hmm, klo di Jakarta ya ngapain mandi pake air panas...justru malah butuh air dingin...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih banyak lagi hal-hal yang bisa dilakukan, kebetulan tiga hal di atas adalah kejadian yang paling sering saya lihat sendiri selama tinggal bersama di sebuat apartemen. Sebulan terakhir ini kami mulai menerapkan ketiga hal tersebut dan selain membantu mencegah 'global warming' berkelanjutan alhasil tagihan listrik juga mulai menurun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silakan lihat dan baca lebih mengenai isu ini di media internet/cetak dan jangan lupa untuk bertindak. Karena kalau bukan kita maka siapa lagi yang bisa menyelamatkan bumi kita tercinta. Bayangkan kalau nantinya kita harus hidup di bawah atap melulu atau bahkan 'underground'? Wah, saya sih masih pengen jalan-jalan, menikmati pantai yang biru dengan angin semilirnya, bukit yang hijau dan udaranya yang segar dan dingin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;www.greenpeace.org&lt;br /&gt;www.stopglobalwarming.com&lt;br /&gt;globalwarming-facts.info&lt;br /&gt;etc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-6058332018757562616?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/6058332018757562616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=6058332018757562616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6058332018757562616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6058332018757562616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/06/global-warming-2.html' title='Global Warming (2)'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4515450722653096489</id><published>2008-02-16T08:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T08:36:59.172+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isu Baru</title><content type='html'>"Woi! isi daftar hadirnya ngantri dong!"&lt;br /&gt;"Aduh, gimana sih, gw uda ngantri dari tadi nih!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah,&lt;/span&gt; sepertinya hal ini &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sudah&lt;/span&gt; tidak asing di telinga saya. Dari dulu selalu ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aja&lt;/span&gt; yang namanya 'oknum' yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bikin&lt;/span&gt; hati kita dongkol. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mau&lt;/span&gt; orang terpelajar atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngga ya&lt;/span&gt; sama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aja tuh&lt;/span&gt; tingkah lakunya. Dikira punya gelar profesor tidak mungkin melakukan hal tersebut, wah Anda salah besar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt; balik lagi ke diri kita &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nih&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gimana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sih&lt;/span&gt; cara kita menyikapi hal tersebut. Katakanlah Anda sekarang memposisikan diri Anda sendiri sebagai si pelaku 'kejahatan'. Anda berusaha mengisi daftar hadir tersebut cepat-cepat.&lt;br /&gt;Bisa saja salah satu hal di bawah ini adalah alasan Anda melakukan hal tersebut:&lt;br /&gt;1. memang Anda sedang diburu waktu karena ada kuliah lagi yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wuih&lt;/span&gt; dosennya super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serem&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emang&lt;/span&gt; dasarnya Anda suka bandel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anda sudah berusaha sabar dan mengantri sedari tadi tapi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diserobotin&lt;/span&gt; orang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mlulu nih&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bete&lt;/span&gt; juga lama-lama&lt;br /&gt;Nah, sekarang posisikan diri Anda sebagai si 'baik'. Mungkin dalam hati Anda akan berpikir seperti ini:&lt;br /&gt;1. Duh, ni orang-orang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ga&lt;/span&gt; tau aturan...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maen nyerobot aja&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeee&lt;/span&gt;...uda bagus ada yang inisiatif, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kok lu&lt;/span&gt; malah marah-marah sih?! Marah-marahnya ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gw lagi&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, sepertinya ada kesamaan dari dua posisi di atas. Apa ya? Apa karena keduanya sama-sama sedang emosi? Kemungkinan besar bila Anda dan saya bisa mengatasi rasa emosi sesaat dan berusaha untuk mengalah maka kejadian 'tulis menulis' yang tidak enak tersebut tidak akan terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga saja manusia sekarang semakin bisa mengendalikan diri sendiri. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kan ngga&lt;/span&gt; enak juga kalau antar angkatan saling ribut hanya gara-gara hal sepele. Cobalah juga untuk tidak membesar-besarkan masalah. Emosi sesaat menghasilkan respon, ucapan, atau tulisan yang pedas malah akan membuat api semakin besar. Dan satu hal yang paling penting adalah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ya &lt;/span&gt;jangan membuat masalah. Selalu ada cara untuk yang satu ini, hanya masalahnya adalah Anda mau atau tidak? Mencegah selalu lebih baik daripada mengobati, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ya kan&lt;/span&gt;, Sobat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote: Sikap Anda mencerminkan 'gelar' Anda loh! Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4515450722653096489?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4515450722653096489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4515450722653096489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4515450722653096489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4515450722653096489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/02/isu-baru.html' title='Isu Baru'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-261302326471022354</id><published>2008-02-06T14:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T07:25:19.986+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of a Guardian</title><content type='html'>I am a guardian&lt;br /&gt;watching my friends&lt;br /&gt;helping them&lt;br /&gt;Yet, they are busy with other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a guardian&lt;br /&gt;Once, I asked the King myself&lt;br /&gt;What has to be done&lt;br /&gt;"Ease their burden", he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a guardian&lt;br /&gt;I did complain to the King&lt;br /&gt;Why me&lt;br /&gt;people only see me as the trouble maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the King stood&lt;br /&gt;and start his words&lt;br /&gt;his very short one&lt;br /&gt;as I ever recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you need to think when you see your friends in trouble?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you need to worry about what others might think about you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Others might think bad about you, human will never understand what they see."&lt;br /&gt;"But someone out there see everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the guardian and also the human&lt;br /&gt;angry, but also ashamed&lt;br /&gt;for what I have done&lt;br /&gt;for the attitude I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer a guardian&lt;br /&gt;since it was only a title for me&lt;br /&gt;labeled after my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the King said to me:&lt;br /&gt;Don't make somebody else do it for you&lt;br /&gt;Go win it on your own&lt;br /&gt;And you will succeed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-261302326471022354?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/261302326471022354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=261302326471022354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/261302326471022354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/261302326471022354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/02/story-of-guardian.html' title='Story of a Guardian'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8620794905133243396</id><published>2008-01-16T16:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:14:08.279+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sukses</title><content type='html'>Q: Apa arti kata 'sukses' dalam kamus IT Project?&lt;br /&gt;A: On time deliverable and high quality product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Bagaimana mencapai 'kesuksesan' tersebut?&lt;br /&gt;A: Team yang solid dan planning yang matang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Apa yang dimaksud dengan 'team yang solid'?&lt;br /&gt;A: Team yang punya anggota dengan kualitas yang baik dan rasa tanggung jawab yang besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Lalu, apa arti 'planning yang matang'?&lt;br /&gt;A: schedule yang masuk akal, maksudnya adalah jangan sekali-sekali membuat sebuah jadwal hanya untuk menyenangkan klien tapi membuat sengsara tim Anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata semua yang diucapkan di atas itu belumlah cukup. Masih ada beberapa faktor lagi yang perlu diperhatikan dalam sebuah 'IT Project Management'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sebuah team yang solid bukan hanya terdiri dari anggota tim yang punya kualitas di bidangnya masing-masing dan bukan hanya orang-orang yang bertanggung jawab saja, tetapi apakah orang-orang tersebut sudah berada di posisi yang tepat? Seringkali tidak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ilmu berkomunikasi adalah yang paling penting. Kalau di tingkat 'fungsional' pastinya kita harus bisa menjaga relasi dengan klien dan pandai bermain 'bola'. Bisa mengatakan 'Itu adalah Change Request!' tapi bisa juga mengatakan 'Consider it as done!'. Di tingkat 'teknikal' juga punya kesulitan sendiri...antara tim aplikasi...tim migrasi...dan tim integrasi...dijamin seru! Bisa-bisa ngga ada satu modul pun yang nyambung kalau tidak ada komunikasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sikap kita dalam bekerja. 'Result oriented' kata teman-teman di kantor. Dan di balik topeng 'result oriented' itu ada hal yang menurut saya sangat susah untuk dijalani, yaitu efektifitas kerja. Siapa yang di depan komputernya tidak ada salah satu di antara berikut ini: mail atau messanger atau pun detik. Coba saja hitung: dalam satu jam Anda bekerja, berapa lama Anda dapat berkonsentrasi penuh? Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan lain-lain...masih banyak pelajaran untuk hari lain....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8620794905133243396?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8620794905133243396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8620794905133243396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8620794905133243396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8620794905133243396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2008/01/sukses.html' title='sukses'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3582101755125440048</id><published>2007-12-11T20:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:33:21.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Warming</title><content type='html'>Ini adalah satu hal yang mudah untuk dilakukan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Turn off Your Computer&lt;/h2&gt;             &lt;p&gt;Shut off your computer when not in use, and save 200 lbs of C02. Conserve energy by using your computer's "sleep mode" instead of a screensaver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Unplug Un-Used Electronics&lt;/h2&gt;             &lt;p&gt;Even when electronic devices are turned off, they use energy. Save over 1,000 lbs of carbon dioxide and $256 per year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;source:  http://www.stopglobalwarming.org/sgw_actionitems.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3582101755125440048?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3582101755125440048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3582101755125440048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3582101755125440048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3582101755125440048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/12/global-warming.html' title='Global Warming'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-150899081282210711</id><published>2007-11-27T07:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T08:17:08.785+07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF</title><content type='html'>IF oh IF....&lt;br /&gt;Entah perasaan saya saja atau memang sudah menjadi trend bahwa anak-anak yang lulus dari IF tidak ada satu pun yang ingin memulai karirnya dari menjadi seorang programmer *ada sih...beberapa* Beberapa waktu yang lalu saya sempat bertemu dengan anak-anak IF yang baru lulus dan sempat berbincang masalah karir. Dari satu orang ke orang yang lainnya, tidak sama sekali saya temukan jawaban yang mengatakan: "Saya menjadi programmer di xxx".  Sempat beberapa kali saya tawarkan pada mereka untuk bekerja di tempat saya bekerja, menjadi seorang programmer Java tepatnya. Jawaban mereka bervariasi namun intinya hanya satu yaitu tidak ada yang mau jadi seorang programmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gw sih pengen jadi Business Analyst..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawaban yang cukup menarik. Lalu saya tanya: "Berarti secara functional dong yah? bukan secara technical..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm....ngga juga...dua2nya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah kita bisa mengerti arti jawaban yang dia berikan? Kalau menurut pribadi saya tentu agak sedikit aneh. Benar memang bahwa sebuah bisnis proses tidak ditentukan oleh faktor teknis... Kita tidak lagi bicara bahwa teknologi XXX itu hanya bisa dipakai untuk membuat YYY dan lain-lain. Tapi teknologi sekarang sudah canggih. Istilah kerennya: "Lu mau bisnis seperti apa gw bisa bikinin". Namun bagi seseorang untuk mengerti bisnis dan teknis tidaklah semudah yang dibayangkan. Merujuk jawaban yang diberikan oleh teman saya tersebut, bahwa begitu lulus dia ingin menjadi seorang business analyst yang mengerti baik segi bisnis dan teknis....sungguh heran saya pikir. Entah ini anak sangat jenius atau memang belum mengerti apa arti "Business Analyst".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehehe...gpp-lah. &lt;/span&gt;Kalau di tempat kerja saya sekarang...tidak ada anak ITB yang berani daftar...yang ada hanya anak Binus dan UI...atau...hanya perasaan saya saja? lulus IF ITB berani ngga jadi programmer? Next levelnya keren loh...Technical Leader...Technical Architect...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-150899081282210711?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/150899081282210711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=150899081282210711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/150899081282210711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/150899081282210711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/11/if.html' title='IF'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3977533529331297499</id><published>2007-11-02T08:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T08:36:16.012+07:00</updated><title type='text'>single</title><content type='html'>Ada seorang teman yang bercanda dengan berkata seperti ini: "What? Are you single? I know you're single because your account is single join". Pasti tidak ada yang mengerti tentang 'joke' ini kecuali kami-kami yang satu tim kerja. 'Joke' ini dia buat khusus buat seorang klien yang agak 'bawel' dan 'sok tau'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, berawal dari 'joke' tersebut, topik cerita berkembang menjadi 'being single for woman and man?'. Temanku itu berkata: "Wah ngga enak klo single lama2, klo tidur ngga ada yg nemenin dong!". Hahaha, aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sih&lt;/span&gt; tertawa saja. Tapi tiba2 seorang temanku yang lain *duh, cewe pula* berkata: "Emang klo single harus tidur sendiri?".  Dan dia mengatakan hal ini dengan wajah penuh keseriusan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*suasana hening*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya dan teman saya yang satu hanya saling berpandangan saja. Heran dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngga&lt;/span&gt; bisa bicara apa-apa. Apa maksud dari perkataannya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;? Dalam hati aku berpendapat bahwa kalau yang ia bicarakan adalah 'satu rumah' namun tidak menikah *hmm, yg paling negatif dulu* maka tentunya aku tidak setuju akan hal itu. Tapi kami semua terdiam dan melanjutkan makan malam kami. *Ah, begitu dingin suasana ini* Kami pun mencoba melanjutkan percakapan dengan topik yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejenak terlintas perkataan temanku kembali. "Emang klo single harus tidur sendiri?". Aku mencoba untuk tidak berpikir ke arah situ, namun tetap saja ada perasaan ingin tahu. Tadi secara spontan aku bisa berpendapat tidak setuju akan hal itu. Tapi mengapa? Apakah karena aku dididik seperti itu? Apakah karena agama memang mengajarkan hal seperti itu? Ya, betul. Semua jawaban tersebut adalah betul. Namun ketika aku mencari jawaban di luar semua itu, ketika aku mencoba berpikir tanpa ada batasan agama, norma, dan lain-lain, apa jawabannya ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang bilang bahwa cinta itu adalah awal namun pernikahan adalah sebuah komitmen hidup bersama diantara dua insan. Maka aku akan berkata dua orang yang saling mencintai namun tidak berani mengikat diri dalam pernikahan suci maka mereka hanya punya cinta yang palsu. Dan inilah jawabanku atas pertanyaanku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat bagi teman-teman yang sudah menikah maupun akan menikah dalam waktu dekat ini ya! Semoga punya keluarga yang harmonis dan bahagia selalu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3977533529331297499?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3977533529331297499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3977533529331297499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3977533529331297499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3977533529331297499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/11/single.html' title='single'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-4222291341070694796</id><published>2007-10-15T09:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:09:11.019+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muslim scholars reach out to Pope</title><content type='html'>Ah...judul di atas saya ambil dari sebuah berita di:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/7038992.stm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah berita yang sudah lama saya tunggu. Kalau memang semua orang sadar akan pentingnya hal ini maka niscaya perdamaian dunia pasti akan tercapai. O ya, selamat hari raya Idul Fitri 1 Syawal 1428H, mohon maaf lahir dan batin yah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-4222291341070694796?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/4222291341070694796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=4222291341070694796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4222291341070694796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/4222291341070694796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/10/muslim-scholars-reach-out-to-pope.html' title='Muslim scholars reach out to Pope'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-5209551267780089728</id><published>2007-09-14T19:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T19:56:38.467+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudah Pernahkah</title><content type='html'>Sudah pernahkah Anda merasa tidak bisa melakukan apa-apa pada suatu saat? Bahkan bagi seseorang yang sudah terbiasa menghadapi masalah yang pelik pun hal ini masih dapat dia rasakan. Namun seperti kata orang-orang tua. Di kehidupan ini hanya ada dua jenis manusia yaitu yang menang dan yang kalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe...jadi teringat pertanyaan saat finalis Putri Indonesia: "Apa yang membedakan seorang pemenang dari seorang pengecut?". Sang putri pun menjawab: "Seorang pemenang hanya perlu mati sekali untuk selanjutnya menjadi pemenang". Ya, itu benar! Pemenang adalah orang yang tidak lari dalam menghadapi masalah tapi dia berani untuk tekun menghadapi masalah tersebut. Seberapapun sulitnya sebuah masalah yang kita hadapi, tidak mungkin tidak ada penyelesaiannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua agama pun mengajarkan hal yang sama, bahwa Tuhan tidak pernah memberi sebuah 'pelajaran' bila Ia tahu jika kita tidak bisa menyelesaikannya. Dan kalau saya merenung, ternyata 'pelajaran' tersebut saya sendiri loh yang memintanya. Ingat ketika kita berdoa padaNya, kita selalu minta: "Ya Tuhan berilah kami kekuatan agar semakin hari kami bisa menjadi seseorang yang lebih baik lagi". Dan kita tidak akan pernah menjadi lebih baik dari kita yang sekarang tanpa adanya 'pelajaran-pelajaran' dariNya. Manusia mau pintar ya harus belajar kan...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kita pun masih akan belajar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-5209551267780089728?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/5209551267780089728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=5209551267780089728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5209551267780089728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5209551267780089728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/09/sudah-pernahkah.html' title='Sudah Pernahkah'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-6183861313365658388</id><published>2007-09-08T09:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:49:16.795+07:00</updated><title type='text'>berlian</title><content type='html'>Seorang teman berkata kepadaku bahwa sebuah berlian akan tetap berlian sekalipun ia dibuang ke tempat yang paling kotor. Karena itu selayaknya seseorang pun berlaku sebagai sebuah berlian. Ia mampu menunjukkan kualitas dirinya tidak hanya di hadapan banyak orang namun yang terpenting adalah di hadapan Tuhan dan dirinya sendiri. Dan temanku itupun bertanya kepadaku seberapa bersinarnya diriku....berapa nilai yang aku berikan untuk diriku sendiri...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-6183861313365658388?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/6183861313365658388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=6183861313365658388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6183861313365658388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/6183861313365658388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/09/berlian.html' title='berlian'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-1254445664679338362</id><published>2007-08-09T14:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:19:59.182+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunung Kawi</title><content type='html'>Berikut crita dr temen gw tentang kegunaan Gunung Kawi di dunia IT *maap critanya agak sedikit sadis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Gunung Kawi biasanya identik dengan yang namanya pesugihan. Di dunia IT yg uda ga sehat ini, Gunung Kawi ternyata bisa menjadi alternatif solusi. Misalnya kita mo buka konsultan IT. Cukup butuh beberapa org aja buat ngurus masalah administrasi ditambah beberapa org konsultan....ga butuh programmer....So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dapet proyek, cari 1 org buat support...iya...cukup 1 org aja. Biar gampang nyarinya pasang aja iklan:  Dicari satu orang pegawai kontrak untuk support project xXx selama satu minggu dengan bayaran 10 juta. Nah, setelah dapet orgnya trus jalan2lah ke Gunung Kawi...minta jin buat ngerjain projectnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah selesai projectnya, nah org yg tadi dibayar 10 jt dijadiin tumbal...untung besar kan Konsultan IT-nya&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, cerita sadis ini tercetus di saat smua anggota tim sudah kehilangan moral buat ngerjain yg namanya itu project plus pelitnya org marketing bagi2 sesajen...bwahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya...ada satu pernyataan lagi yg tercetus:&lt;br /&gt;"Di dunia IT itu ngga ada yg pasti kecuali DATELINE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha hehe,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-1254445664679338362?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/1254445664679338362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=1254445664679338362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1254445664679338362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/1254445664679338362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/08/gunung-kawi.html' title='Gunung Kawi'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2441908291333016052</id><published>2007-08-03T08:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:28:35.952+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pekerja IT</title><content type='html'>Yg jelas...klo jadi pekerja IT susah bagi waktu...apalagi klo lagi di prj. Dikejar dateline mlulu + bos cuman bisa bilang "Awas ya jgn sampe g gunain power g" ato "G ga suka klo sampe harus marahin kalian". Wah cape de klo punya PM kyk beginian. Jadi...gimana nih yg kerja di IT...seharian kerja trus disambi lembur...weekend uda ga bernyawa. Biasanya weekend jg lembur si, ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perkerja IT rentan perceraian, dari artikel yg di post di milis...ato...pekerja IT rentan jomblo...kata seorang temen g! Ah! jgn kuatir klo jomblo si *g jg kok*. Boro2 mikir sampe di jenjang pernikahan...sejak jadi konsultan IT, mikir mau pacaran aja uda ribet...ga ada waktu lah..yg kadang emosi naik turunlah...bla2 de el el. Beribu pertanyaan dateng dr beribu org "Lu mo sampe kapan di IT?" "Mo sampe umur brp kerja gini?". Tapi tetep g ga punya beribu jawaban. "G ga tau...mo sampe kapan or mo sampe umur brp" Ditanya target? Visi? Misi? lebih jauh lagi...mimpi? Ah, justru semua jawaban dari smua pertanyaan itu adalah MIMPI...sesuatu yg di luar jangkauan g untuk saat ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiap siang turun makan...liat org2 yg bisnis warung, kayaknya penghasilan mreka lebih besar de dr kita2 yg programmer ini..."ho oh" temen g nyaut! Lah, tapi ujung2nya ya duit lagi...lu punya modal gak mo buka bisnis kyk gitu...Blon...blon punya klo skr2. Trus..trus..trus gimana? Balik lagi...yuk kerja dulu de kita! Ah lucu bgt si kayaknya kok ga bisa lepas ya dari title programmer gini...plg ngga dlm jangka waktu deket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coba pikir lagi lebih...apa ya...di IT ga segitu buruk si! Terutama klo kita DIHARGAI! Kebanyakan keluhan berkata tanggung jawab besar namun penghargaan kurang. Apa yg uda kita kasi ga sesuai ama apa yg kita dapet. Tapi mreka slalu bilang "Jgn liat apa yg negara kasi ke kamu tapi apa yg bisa kamu lakukan buat negara". Hahaha...kuno bung! Dlm hati mikir kyk gitu, tapi ya mau apa lagi...cuman itu yg g bisa...saat ini...Perusahaan IT mana yg enak? yg nyaman buat tempat kerja? "Ga ada" adalah satu2nya jawaban yg g temuin sampe saat ini...bahkan kerja di negeri org pun dituntut kompetisi nan ketat dan jam kerja yg gila2an...dan pada saat itu...kita uda ga bisa lagi mikir gaji..besar...kecil...tetep aja capeknya ga sebanding... *knapa coba dulu kul di IF* Ironis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoam...pagi2 gini uda berkeluh kesah...ah biarin..org2 jg blon pada dateng...capek lembur mlulu...se2kali nge-blog dulu...uda males mikir2 design, timeline, apalagi dateline...guys tersera klian mo kerja apa hari ini...g mo "libur" dulu ya hari ini...ntar senen de baru kita kerja "beneran"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, inget pertanyaan temen g...enakan mana jadi bos di negeri sendiri ato jadi pegawai "berwibawa" di negeri org...Mending jadi bos di negeri sendiri dong...mo dikatain org apa...tapi kita kan bos gitu loh...hehehehe...klo urusan korupsi bla2 cuih2 itu ya tersera masing2 pribadi lah...klo kita lurus2 aja ya SWGL apa kata org!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maap, blog hari ini ga mutu bgt! Isinya negatif doang...&lt;br /&gt;Slamat berkreasi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Edit--&lt;br /&gt;Ada tambahan nih, g kutip dari atasan g:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Now everything depend on us:&lt;br /&gt;If all of us saw problems, weakness and improper  processes around us; we can see them in 2 different angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;negatively, we will complain all day and try to escape  from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;positively, we shall see them as a challenge to show our  capability and opportunity to increase our learning  capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hebat ya cara mreka buat menangkis alesan org2 yg uda jenuh....challenge...learning...uda 20 taon bung blj terus...masa skr di suru blj tanpa ada penghargaan setimpal???? Setidaknya hargailah hasil kerja kami!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2441908291333016052?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2441908291333016052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2441908291333016052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2441908291333016052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2441908291333016052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/08/pekerja-it.html' title='Pekerja IT'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-5878642680235326862</id><published>2007-07-05T08:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T09:08:57.533+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Istri Kerja?? Why Not, Gitu lho...</title><content type='html'>Klo yg diomongin masalah anak2...mau bapak/ibu kerja..keduanya tetap berpengaruh pada pertumbuhan anak2. Karena keduanya tetap mempunyai peranan yang penting buat anak2. Mungkin ada baiknya klo seorang ibu yg baru mempunyai anak sebaiknya cuti kerja dulu hingga sang anak dirasa cukup dewasa dan cukup mengerti bahwa kedua ortu nya kerja demi keluarga jg. Yg jelas ortu diharapkan ngga kerja sampe larut..spy tetep ada waktu bermain dan belajar dng sang anak. Working hour lah...yg biasa aja 8-5. Lagi pula skr sudah banyak skolah2 yg sistem pendidikannya dari pagi sampe sore jg...sabtu libur...enak kan.sekeluarga bisa menghabiskan waktu bersama klo weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi...klo menurut gw...mau kedua ortu kerja...ato salah satu kerja...itu terserah aja...ya diatur sendiri aja gimana kira2 yg bisa bikin keluarga bahagia...Pernah liat "Princess Hour" ? Di situ sang ayah berperan sebagai "Bapak RT" dan sang Ibu sebagai "Wanita Karir"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin org bilang..."Lah, itu kan cuman film!?" Walau cuman film...film pun mengadopsi apa yg terjadi di masyarakat...dan pasti hal itu terjadi...Yg penting di keluarga itu bisa tercipta suasana bahagia kan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin jg klo dari contoh ini yg co2 pada ga stuju...Gw pernah bayangin jg si..klo misal gw ga kerja..tapi yg ce yg kerja...gengsi???? Iya juga..hehe...krn dari kecil ortu slalu ngomong..."Kamu tuh anak co...skolah yg bener...kerja yg bener..spy kluarga kamu bisa seneng2 ntar.." Mungkin hal ini lah yg bikin para co jadi minder klo ce nya kerja...ato ce nya punya gaji lebih tinggi...Tapi...tapi...tapi...ga slalu spt itu kan...Klo kita balikin lagi ke dasarnya...apa sih arti sebuah keluarga buat kita? Apa sih tujuan kita berkeluarga? Yg jelas ga buat saingan gede2an gaji dong! Hehehe...tentu jawabannya buat kebahagian keluarga itu sendiri...Balik lagi deh...Mau co nya kerja n ce nya jg kerja...ato co nya jadi bapak RT ce nya kerja..ato jg co nya kerja ce nya ibu RT..asal bukan dua2nya ga kerja...hahaha...mnurut gw si no prob lah! Yg penting jaga aja keseimbangannya...atur waktu bersama...atur tugas bersama...So! ga ada lagi lah masalah gengsi or minder...apa pun sebutannya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repot? Ribet? Ya jelaslah...dulu kan kita blj ngatur diri sendiri...ngatur diri sendiri aja uda ribet..hehe! Ya yg biasanya nge-dotA sampe malem *kayak gw* ga bisa dotA lagi dong...maen sama anak..blj itung2an...ngajarin bahasa...beres2 rumah...macem2 kan waktu buat keluarga...pokoknya di-atur2lah..kan skr uda ga sendiri lagi....&lt;br /&gt;*makanya cari ce yg bisa dotA Den! biar bisa diajakin maen bareng, hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi...abis ngomong panjang lebar gini...ah gw jadi lupa apa tadi topiknya ;) Mau istri kerja ato ngga mnurut gw ga jadi masalah...yg penting smua bisa atur waktu buat kluarganya. Paling satu point yg gw rasa tetep harus ada yaitu klo baru punya anak...istri lebih baik cuti dulu sampe anaknya cukup dewasa...masuk SD lah mungkin ya...berhub ada hal2 yg ga bisa dilakuin sama co...iya kan...u know what i mean ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ga tau jg sih...ini kan sekedar perenungan gw skr...ga tau lagi klo ntar...soalnya kan blon merit ;p Ahahaha...status nya sama lah kayak Win, Den, dkk... *note! tapi gw ga berencana jadi pemegang piala tetap kok...jadi klian santai aja...gw ya sejalannya gw aja de...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin Yang &lt;=&gt; kehidupan :: keluarga :: masyarakat :: alam&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-5878642680235326862?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/5878642680235326862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=5878642680235326862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5878642680235326862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5878642680235326862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/07/istri-kerja-why-not-gitu-lho.html' title='Istri Kerja?? Why Not, Gitu lho...'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2107816760730823739</id><published>2007-06-28T09:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T10:03:58.434+07:00</updated><title type='text'>milis rame ato ribut!?</title><content type='html'>Milis IF01 lagi rame sama postingan2...ya! bulan Juni ini paling banyak loh postingan di milis! Kebanyakan isinya hanya senda gurau atau masalah game kali ini...klo dulu kan sempet ada masalah playboy, poligami, sampe boikot2 segala macem...pokoknya topik berat deh...Hehehe! berhub skr lagi topik ringan ya gw juga bacanya ringan2 aja...ga terlalu serius kayak pas baca topik yg berat. Klo yg guyon2 gitu ya ada yg ngerti ada yg ga ngerti juga sih...pokoknya ya dibaca sekilas trus diapus...lagian di bagian bawah message uda ditulisin jgn berpikiran kotor...ya uda aja interpretasi pasti yg bagus2 aja dong... Gw sih ga mikir kemana2 kok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh tau2! Pada suatu hari nan indah saat diriku membaca email lagi...ternyata oh ternyata! Ada yg COMPLAIN! Ada yg minta BAN! Ada yg UNSUBSCRIBE pula! Ada yg bawa2 nama MODERATOR pula! Wuih! Kaget nya setengah idup! Emang ada masalah apa sih!? Gw jg bingung sendiri...akhirnya mencoba me-lihat2 email2 yg dulu2...Klo pribadi sih ya...ga masalah dng email kayak gitu...cuman gara2 ada yg complain...terpaksa gw baca email2 itu dari sisi pikiran kotornya! Ya jelas lah klo bacanya pake konotasi negatif pasti artinya juga jadi negatif...! Bingung ah! Hal kayak gitu aja kok ya dibikin ribut toh! Klo bacanya yg positif2 aja smua itu ya ga akan jadi sesuatu yg negatif! Mau contoh? Apa yg lu pikir klo lu liat org ga pake baju di jalanan sambil gerak2 aneh plus ngomong ga karuan???? Yup....Anda benar! Itu org gila...kasian yah...bla bla bla dan laen sebagainya...Nah skr...apa yg lu pikirin klo liat org tadi...dengan kondisi yg sama...tapi ga gila! Beda kan konotasinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ya gw pikir...ini cuma masalah email...masalah cara pandang...balik lagi...cara pandang....cobalah untuk lebih berpikiran positif...jgn langsung mempertajam masalah...dunia ini uda penuh sama masalah2 aneh yg hanya karena beda cara pandang...dan ga ada yg mau ngalah...apa susahnya sih mencoba merubah cara pandang...make a better world...dimulai dari hal2 yg sederhana aja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat yg nulis2 email yg dulu2 itu juga...ya udah..untuk selanjutnya...dikurangilah hal2 yg spt itu...kan kita musti tenggang rasa *inget pelajaran PMP jaman SD* Kita bicarain aja topik2 laen yg lebih baguslah...Mari kita ciptakan suasana hangat di milis IF01!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inget email dari tomat yg didalemnya ada satu pertanyaan soal perang dunia tiga...Gw jawab disini aja ya..."Kagak bakalan ada perang! Manusia uda mulai pinter! Mereka sadar klo uda ga ada gunanya lagi perang! Udah bosen angkat senjata...uda muak kehilangan kekasih...saudara...teman...hanya demi sebuah pembenaran tak berujung...Mreka mulai sadar...Yang Maha Kuasa adalah sumber segalanya...knapa musti berperang??? Knapa ngga ada slogan: sesama manusia dilarang saling melukai!? toh kita smua sama! Satu jantung..satu hati...berjuang demi kedamaian bersama...balik lagi...hanya beda cara pandang doang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dunia damai&lt;br /&gt;penuh dengan canda tawa dan cinta manusia&lt;br /&gt;warna-warni, hijau biru untuk bumi&lt;br /&gt;hitam dan putih duduk berdampingan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat kutengok langit&lt;br /&gt;kulihat senyum riang&lt;br /&gt;membawa kehangatan hati&lt;br /&gt;bersinar bagai bintang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulihat juga teman, keluarga, cinta&lt;br /&gt;saling bergandeng tangan&lt;br /&gt;lingkaran yang tak terpisahkan&lt;br /&gt;satu untuk semua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi....milis IF01 itu rame ato ribut? Ya jelas RAME lah! Di milis kami...ga ada tuh kata RIBUT di kamus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe,&lt;br /&gt;peace be with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2107816760730823739?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2107816760730823739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2107816760730823739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2107816760730823739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2107816760730823739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/06/milis-rame-ato-ribut.html' title='milis rame ato ribut!?'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8850720325987041295</id><published>2007-06-28T09:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T09:28:12.112+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ujan</title><content type='html'>Hehehe, udah lama juga ga nulis nih...baru skr ada kesempatan...kantor masi sepi gara2 ujan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah lama ga ujan2an...terakhir keujanan sekitar bulan lalu. Hari ini jumpa lagi sama ujan dan keujanan. Berhub kantor skr jauh dari kos, akhirnya keujanan lagi. Plus skr kantor agak jauh dari kos, musti naek bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada enak dan ga enaknya sih klo ujan...pastinya! Ga enaknya duluan...khususnya bagi yg jalan kaki trus naek bus or angkutan umum laennya sih. Klo punya kendaraan pribadi ya beda lagi masalahnya. Ga enaknya pertama, sepatu n celana pasti basah. Trus repot banget ketambahan bawa barang2 dari kos ke kantor. Trus lagi naek bus dempet2an sama sesama manusia keujanan...wew...tambah basah deh! Enaknya nih, sepi copet!!!!! hwekekeke....biasanya klo nunggu bus or pas mo naek bus itu pasti ada aja masalahnya..yg dipegangin sama org lah..ga tasnya bahkan orgnya juga...hahaha...hari ini sepi! No copet! asik juga sih...Trus...di kantor juga masi sepi...org2 mungkin takut keujanan kali yah...tapi gw hari ini tetep on time! Mungkin laen kali ga mau on time ah klo ujan pagi2. Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8850720325987041295?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8850720325987041295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8850720325987041295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8850720325987041295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8850720325987041295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/06/ujan.html' title='Ujan'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-5062043089518860696</id><published>2007-06-19T08:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:34:43.442+07:00</updated><title type='text'>crestfall</title><content type='html'>Hehehe...akhirnya ada yang tau juga yah nama blog ini diambil dari mana. Iya, emang bener Win, my big brother, nama blog ini emang kepikiran waktu lagi maen Warcraft. Walaupun gw juga ngga gitu ngerti arti nama ini apa yah...!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trims, crestfall berulang tahun tanggal 16 kemaren...trims buat smua ucapan selamatnya. Bagi yg sms maaf gw ga bales...soalnya gw jauh...jauh...jauh....sms dari luar ke indo mahal ah! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong2 soal dotA...sejak kapan Win maen dotA nya? Berarti klo dikau maen disana...masuk ke mana tuh battle net nya? Lordaeron? Jgn cuman maen AI aja...Gw uda nyobain maen 6.44..ada beberapa hero baru...n seperti nya ada hero yg imba tuh! Hero intel yg bisa replicate n lari kenceng tuh...apa yah namanya...tapi as always...tiada hero yg tidak bisa dikalahkan! Klo yg AI...gw punya yg AI 6.43b. AI nya uda susah...gw aja lawan normal masih keteteran...lawan easy juga masi bisa kalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa point penting klo lu maen AI yg baru...lu bisa liat mreka lebih efektif dalam kill/deny creep ato juga ganggu2 hero kita...sampe skr maen lawan normal...gw cuman bisa ngimbangin kenaikan levelnya klo pake hero agi...artinya gw bisa ngimbangin cara dia deny n kill creep...tapi klo pake int or str ga bisa...biasanya gw ngejar first blood sih buat ngimbangin level. Mereka sangat &lt;strong&gt;efektif&lt;/strong&gt; dan &lt;strong&gt;konsisten&lt;/strong&gt; dalam menjaga ritme permainannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klo soal maen gang bang...itu uda mulai dari klo ga salah AI 6.41...da mulai bagus. Tapi ada yg beda di AI 4.3 loh! Misalkan lu maen 4 vs 4, trus line bawah lu uda bocor nih critanya...lu perhatiin deh...klo line defense terakhir lu blon bolong...biasanya mreka akan nyerang base itu hanya dengan 3 hero....yg satu lagi ntah di line tengah or atas...klo AI yg dulu kan langsung 4 nyerang ke situ...Kadang 3 hero yg di line bawah itu pindah ke line laen gabung ama hero yg kepisah tadi....sering nya bikin repot klo uda gini. Malesnya gw punya temen AI adalah mreka jalan kemana...gw jalan kemana....sering ga kompak...Jadi nya gw klo maen temenan ama AI...musti solo karir nih, hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tetep aja...yg namanya AI...komputer...prosedur...ya tetep bisa kita bacalah gerakan2 mreka...tetep bisa kita duga mreka mo jalan kemana...well setidaknya pasti bisa menang klo level lu sama ama musuhnya. Klo uda ketinggal jauh ya jangan harap bisa menang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimana Win? Kapan pulang ke Indo? Gimana juga buat temen2 yg laen? Kapan2 kita perlu maen bareng lagi nih...dah lama ga maen ama kalian...kayaknya dah pada jago...Teko, Chan, Kardy, Bocit (jgn dotA mlulu..tapi do TA!), panda, tiyo, sapa lagi ya...dll deh smuanya pecinta dotA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Argh...kembaliin jendela gw&lt;br /&gt;Ga bisa liat luar lagi dong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-5062043089518860696?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/5062043089518860696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=5062043089518860696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5062043089518860696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5062043089518860696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/06/crestfall.html' title='crestfall'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3743739492645920844</id><published>2007-06-06T08:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:48:15.795+07:00</updated><title type='text'>playboy</title><content type='html'>Sekedar pendapat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata milis anak-anak IF'01 mulai marak kembali dengan beberapa topik hangat yang salah satunya adalah topik beredarnya majalah Playboy di Indonesia. Seperti apa &lt;em&gt;yah&lt;/em&gt; isi dari majalah ini? Saya juga tidak tahu, karena belum pernah menemukan tempat yang menjual majalah ini. Bukan berarti saya &lt;em&gt;hunting&lt;/em&gt; ini majalah &lt;em&gt;lho&lt;/em&gt;! Tapi melalui namanya saja kita pasti berkonotasi negatif, &lt;em&gt;well&lt;/em&gt; sebagian orang memang membenarkan bahwa isinya juga negatif, apalagi majalah versi luar negerinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hal yang menarik dalam pembicaraan di milis adalah pertama &lt;strong&gt;mengapa&lt;/strong&gt; majalah ini bisa sampai beredar di Indonesia. Tentu edisi pertama majalah tersebut lebih berisi hal-hal yang bersifat &lt;em&gt;sex education&lt;/em&gt; seperti yang kebanyakan orang duga, karena itu diloloskan oleh pengadilan. &lt;em&gt;Wah&lt;/em&gt;, kalau yang satu ini memang jagonya akal orang &lt;em&gt;marketing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua, &lt;strong&gt;mengapa&lt;/strong&gt; baru kali ini masyarakat heboh gara-gara majalah "&lt;em&gt;ya gitu deh&lt;/em&gt;" padahal ada lebih banyak majalah lain yang lebih &lt;em&gt;wah&lt;/em&gt; yang beredar di masyarakat sendiri. Beberapa orang mengatakan &lt;em&gt;brand&lt;/em&gt; majalah itu terlalu &lt;em&gt;blak-blakan&lt;/em&gt;. Hampir semua orang mengenal &lt;em&gt;brand &lt;/em&gt;tersebut. Alasan tersebut masih tidak pas kalau menurut pendapat saya. &lt;em&gt;Ntah &lt;/em&gt;ada permainan apa di belakang sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga, &lt;strong&gt;benar &lt;/strong&gt;atau &lt;strong&gt;salahkah&lt;/strong&gt; bila ada sebuah organisasi yang melakukan &lt;em&gt;katakanlah&lt;/em&gt; tindakah yang seharusnya tidak boleh dilakukan oleh masyarakat? Tindakan di luar hukum? &lt;em&gt;Wah&lt;/em&gt;, hal yang ke-3 ini sungguh menjadi pembicaraan yang luas dan agak-agak &lt;em&gt;hangat&lt;/em&gt;. Kalau menurut saya pribadi, saya memang tidak setuju dengan beredarnya majalah Playboy, yang mungkin lambat laun isinya akan sama saja dengan majalah versi aslinya. Saya juga tidak setuju dengan beredarnya majalah-majalah lain yang sebelumnya sudah beredar. Tapi saya juga tidak setuju bila masyarakat menanggapi hal ini dengan cara-cara di luar jalur hukum. Masih banyak cara lain yang bisa dicoba, terlepas dari negara ini yang memang sudah korup sistemnya. &lt;em&gt;Wah&lt;/em&gt;, kalau yang itu harus dianggap masalah yang lain lagi. Susah dan luas cakupannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[out of topic, dikit banyak nyambung ngga nyambung lah!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang teman mencontohkan dengan sebuah film &lt;em&gt;action&lt;/em&gt; India, yang intinya adalah sang tokoh mengakhiri pemerintahan yang korup dengan tindakan &lt;strong&gt;tegas&lt;/strong&gt; alias bersalah adalah kematian. &lt;em&gt;Yah&lt;/em&gt;, pernah &lt;em&gt;sih&lt;/em&gt; berpikir mengenai hal itu. Tapi tetap menurut saya itu adalah hal yang salah walaupun bisa mengakhiri pemerintahan yang korup tersebut. Pasti timbul benci dan dendam setelah kejadian itu yang mungkin nantinya akan berakibat lebih parah lagi. Kalau seperti ini terus, kapan dunia mau bebas dari perang &lt;em&gt;yah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hehehe&lt;/em&gt; susah &lt;em&gt;yah&lt;/em&gt; hidup itu? Mau hidup saja &lt;em&gt;kok&lt;/em&gt; repot! Ada hal yang lebih mudah yang bisa kita lakukan mulai dari sekarang. Mulailah dari diri sendiri. Lakukanlah hal-hal yang penuh &lt;strong&gt;cinta kasih&lt;/strong&gt;, sebarkan semangat &lt;strong&gt;cinta damai&lt;/strong&gt;. Diri sendiri, keluarga, masyarakat satu RT, RW, Kelurahan, dan seterusnya. Saya percaya dunia ini akan damai walaupun manusia itu banyak ragamnya. Perbedaan itu indah &lt;em&gt;kok&lt;/em&gt;. Manusia dilahirkan bukan dengan sifat jahatnya, manusia tidak cenderung pada sifat merusaknya. Dan satu hal yang pasti, manusia bisa berubah, maka berubahlah menuju hal yang positif!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[end OOT]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Salam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dari yang sedang duduk di pinggir jendela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mencoba melihat indahnya sebuah kota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3743739492645920844?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3743739492645920844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3743739492645920844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3743739492645920844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3743739492645920844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/06/playboy.html' title='playboy'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-5935069104806881319</id><published>2007-05-23T07:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T07:58:35.112+07:00</updated><title type='text'>menikmati hidup</title><content type='html'>**&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu hari seorang pengusaha sukses memutuskan untuk berjalan-jalan di tepi pantai untuk sekedar melepas lelah. Ia memandang laut yang biru dengan ombak putih bergulung-gulung menyambut kakinya yang telanjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba di sebuah desa nelayan ia kaget melihat seorang bapak yang sedang asik-asiknya bersantai di bawah pohon rindang. Si pengusaha ini menebak bahwa bapak tersebut pastilah seorang nelayan. Tapi mengapa ia bersantai-santai dan tidak bekerja pikirnya. Seseorang akan sukses bila ia rajin bekerja. Diburu oleh rasa penasarannya, tanpa pikir panjang ia langsung mendekati sang nelayan tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Selamat siang, Pak" sapanya.&lt;br /&gt;"Selamat siang" balas sang nelayan itu.&lt;br /&gt;"Anda seorang nelayan dari desa ini?" tanya sang pengusaha.&lt;br /&gt;"Iya betul, Pak. Ada perlu apa ya?" jawab sang nelayan.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...tidak ada apa-apa sebenarnya. Saya kebetulan berjalan-jalan di sini sekedar melepas lelah. Yah, sekali-sekali ingin melihat birunya laut dan mendengar bunyi-bunyian burung camar. Apa Bapak tidak sedang bekerja?" tanya sang pengusaha penuh rasa ingin tahu.&lt;br /&gt;"Sudah, saya sudah bekerja tadi. Ikan-ikan saya sudah habis terjual di pasar baru saja." jawab sang nelayan ringan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang pengusaha lalu duduk di samping sang nelayan sambil sesekali melayangkan pandangnya ke angkasa. Lalu ia kembali bertanya: "Tetapi, bukankah Bapak masih bisa mengerjakan sesuatu yang lainnya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Untuk apa?" balas sang nelayan.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya...tentu untuk mencari uang tambahan" jawab sang pengusaha keheranan.&lt;br /&gt;"Lalu untuk apa uang tersebut?" tanya sang nelayan kembali.&lt;br /&gt;Sang pengusaha makin keheranan, lalu ia menjawab: "Tentu saja agar Bapak bisa membeli barang yang Bapak inginkan...punya armada kapal mungkin....dengan begitu Bapak akan bisa lebih bersantai tanpa harus kerja keras dan lebih bisa menikmati hidup".&lt;br /&gt;Sang nelayan tertawa kecil dan menjawab: "Menurut Anda....sekarang apa yang sedang saya lakukan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang pengusaha terdiam sejenak. Kebingungan dan rasa ingin tahunya semakin menjadi-jadi. Namun ia tidak tahu harus berbicara apa. Ia kembali melayangkan pandang ke laut yang biru. Ia merasakan desiran angin lembut....suara burung berkicauan....dan ia sadar akan sesuatu hal. Mukanya berseri kembali. Sang pengusaha tersenyum pada sang nelayan, menjabat tangannya, dan mengucapkan terima kasih. Lalu ia berjalan pulang.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia sering lupa akan tujuan hidupnya. Manusia tiap hari bekerja, bekerja, dan bekerja. Namun ia tidak bahagia dan tidak menikmati hidupnya. Karena ia lupa akan tujuannya. Bekerja memang sebuah keharusan. Tuhan memlihara dan menjaga burung kecil di taman. Namun burung itu tetap harus 'bekerja' mencari makan bukan? Begitu pula dengan manusia. Bekerja dan menikmati hidup bukanlah hal yang sulit. Caranya adalah dengan mengukur sebesar apa rasa kepuasan Anda? Selama Anda belum merasa puas dengan hasil yang Anda punya, selama Anda masih menginginkan lebih, lebih, dan lebih lagi harta, maka selama itulah Anda tidak akan pernah menikmati hidup. Maka, tengoklah kiri dan kanan Anda, buka mata Anda, nikmatilah hidup Anda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-5935069104806881319?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/5935069104806881319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=5935069104806881319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5935069104806881319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/5935069104806881319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/05/menikmati-hidup.html' title='menikmati hidup'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7475658149086134803</id><published>2007-05-22T07:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T08:08:58.734+07:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan</title><content type='html'>**&lt;br /&gt;Seorang anak sepulang dari sekolahnya menggerutu pada Sang Ibu: "Ibu, tadi aku bertengkar dengan seorang kawanku".&lt;br /&gt;Sang Ibu menatapnya dalam dan membalas: "Tentang apa? Bisa kamu ceritakan pada Ibu?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu si anak mulai bercerita. "Tadi kami berdua memutuskan untuk bermain ke pantai di liburan musim panas sebentar lagi".&lt;br /&gt;"Lalu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Aku katakan lebih baik kita naik kereta saja untuk pergi ke kotanya lalu berjalan kaki menuju pantai. Tapi ia menolaknya dan menganjurkan untuk naik bus saja. Tapi menurutku naik kereta akan lebih aman. Begitulah Bu, kami masih beredebat tentang hal ini. Kalau menurut Ibu bagaimana? Aku atau dia yang benar?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang Ibu terdiam sebentar lalu tersenyum pada si anak sambil menjawab: "Kalian berdua mengapa harus bertengkar? Kalian sudah berteman lama kan?".&lt;br /&gt;"Iya Bu, sudah sejak kecil kami berteman."&lt;br /&gt;"Dan kalian pergi ke pantai untuk bersenang-senang kan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya."&lt;br /&gt;"Lalu hal apa yang menurutmu pantas untuk diperdebatkan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Karena dia mengambil JALAN yang berbeda dengan pendapatku, seharusnya dia sependapat denganku!"&lt;br /&gt;"Apa karena menurutmu dengan naik kereta lebih aman?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya tentu saja, setidaknya menurut berita, kecelakaan yang sering terjadi adalah kecelakaan di jalan raya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang Ibu menghentikan mesin jahitnya lalu mengajak si anak duduk di ruang keluarga. "Ada atau tidaknya kecelakaan itu tidak dilihat dari jenis kendaraannya anakku. Ada banyak faktor yang bisa mengakibatkan sebuah kecelakaan itu terjadi. Tapi hal yang paling penting adalah kamu harus berdoa setiap kali sebelum bepergian. Dan Ibu percaya temanmu melakukan hal yang sama. Iya kan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya Bu."&lt;br /&gt;"Jadi jangan bertengkar lagi yah dengan temanmu. Kamu bisa mengalah padanya dan ikut naik bus, atau kamu bisa pergi dengan kereta dan nanti bertemu saja dengan dia di kota."&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seringkali manusia menghebohkan masalah kecil seperti hal diatas. Yang pada kenyataannya, ada faktor yang lebih besar lagi yang mempengaruhi semuanya itu, yaitu Yang Maha Kuasa. Manusia selalu meributkan jalan mana yang paling benar menurut pribadi mereka masing-masing. Padahal, yang sudah jelas-jelas terlihat adalah bahwa mereka mempunyai satu tujuan. "Jalan yang benar" atau "jalan yang paling benar" bukanlah hak manusia untuk mengatakan hal itu. Siapakah kita mempunyai kuasa untuk mengendalikan sebuah "jalan"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Banyak jalan menuju ke Roma". Mari kita hidup dengan penuh semangat dan cinta kasih! Say no to war!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7475658149086134803?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7475658149086134803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7475658149086134803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7475658149086134803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7475658149086134803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/05/jalan.html' title='jalan'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-3106379203312839810</id><published>2007-05-11T12:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T13:10:03.411+07:00</updated><title type='text'>jawaban</title><content type='html'>Ya, aku pernah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kucoba menggapai tangannya&lt;br /&gt;yang seakan melambai padaku&lt;br /&gt;Kucoba melihat wajahnya&lt;br /&gt;yang seakan tersenyum padaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi...hanya itu yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;sebuah desiran angin lembut&lt;br /&gt;menerpa wajahku&lt;br /&gt;dan ia hilang kembali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seakan tak percaya&lt;br /&gt;kucari sepenuh hati&lt;br /&gt;namun bayangnya pun tak kutemui&lt;br /&gt;Meniggalkan hati bimbang dan gelisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun aku takkan kunjung diam&lt;br /&gt;seakan dia ada untukku&lt;br /&gt;kuberlari mencarinya&lt;br /&gt;sekali lagi...sekali lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena aku percaya&lt;br /&gt;dia hadir untukku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[me, Bandung, 12 des 2003]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-3106379203312839810?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/3106379203312839810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=3106379203312839810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3106379203312839810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/3106379203312839810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/05/jawaban.html' title='jawaban'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-2273315294657942469</id><published>2007-05-11T12:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T12:41:04.773+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pertanyaan</title><content type='html'>Pernahkah kau menanti seseorang&lt;br /&gt;di jalan yang tak berujung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat sosok itu samar-samar&lt;br /&gt;membayang dalam kabut fajar&lt;br /&gt;kau lari dan terus mengejar&lt;br /&gt;namun bayang itu sirna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali kau mencari lagi&lt;br /&gt;di balik pepohonan&lt;br /&gt;di balik dedaunan&lt;br /&gt;di balik semak-semak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau terus berjalan&lt;br /&gt;melalui bebatuan&lt;br /&gt;melalui rerumputan&lt;br /&gt;melalui tanah lapang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telah lama kau menyusuri&lt;br /&gt;jalan setapak penuh rintangan&lt;br /&gt;namun bayang itu masih tersamarkan&lt;br /&gt;bahkan hilang dalam penglihatan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke mana kau harus berjalan lagi?&lt;br /&gt;mengikuti nurani?&lt;br /&gt;mengikuti arah angin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilang kau kemudian&lt;br /&gt;ditelan kegalauan hati&lt;br /&gt;mencari sosok yang kau damba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu apa yang terjadi padamu?&lt;br /&gt;Akankah kau temukan sosok itu?&lt;br /&gt;atau kau hanya akan terdiam&lt;br /&gt;melamunkan diri dalam harap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Acaecilia, Jakarta, 10 Desember 2003]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-2273315294657942469?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/2273315294657942469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=2273315294657942469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2273315294657942469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/2273315294657942469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/05/pertanyaan.html' title='pertanyaan'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7208970066532447326</id><published>2007-05-11T10:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T12:09:16.323+07:00</updated><title type='text'>website</title><content type='html'>-di kos-&lt;br /&gt;Ah capeknya pulang kerja...jam 11 malem! Bukan kerja si sebenernya tadi...gara2 ujan, jadi ga bisa balik.&lt;br /&gt;-if01 (itb) rame!-&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong2 soal agregator, kita jg punya milis. Milis kebanyakan isinya ajakan buat ikut kegiatan tertentu....ntah itu nonton, rafting, jalan2, dll. Sebenernya banyak topik laen tapi enaknya dibacanya di forum, klo milis, gw pribadi agak kurang efisien bacanya. Kebayang klo if01 punya website sendiri yg isinya misalnya: agregator, forum, dll.&lt;br /&gt;-de el el nya apaan?-&lt;br /&gt;Gw punya ide buat diisi kreativitas dari temen2 smua. Karena kita dari IT, perlu juga dong semacam buletin yg isinya IT, tiap org perlu ngisi 1 cerita *apa ya istilahnya?*. Misal minggu ini urut dari NIM terkecil menyumbangkan 1 edisi. Terserah mau bagi ilmu apa...ngga perlu yg wah2 / rumit *tapi bole juga klo mau*. Contonya: bahas sedikit keuntungan dan kerugian dari sebuah java framework, bahas dibalik freeware somtin', ato juga apa sih update dari .Net terbaru, ato juga gimana trik n trip bikin calendar pake javascript....yah yg tipe2 gitu deh.&lt;br /&gt;-yg laen?-&lt;br /&gt;Ada jg ide lain, kita punya bagian yg isinya CV / pengalaman kerja kita smua. Misalnya kerja dimana, ngapain aja, periodenya apa, keahliannya apa. Biar ntar klo ada org lagi browsing2 kan ketemu db nya anak if01 + cv nya lagih...wuih keren deh liat cv-nya. Sapa tau ada tawaran2 menarik *huehehe*.&lt;br /&gt;-jangka panjang-&lt;br /&gt;Wah, ini ide laen lagi nih....skr kita punya paket besar website isinya agregator, forum, dll...smua tentang if01. Spt ide dari friendster, multiply, dll, kita mustinya bisa jg dong jadi host spt mreka. Dgn targetnya adalah jurusan n angkatan2 laen. Wah susah ngungkapin yg ada di pikiran gw...Maksudnya kita jadi 'friendster' nya gitu. Trus ntar ada account misalnya: itb if'01, itb ma'02, ugm kedokteran'03, dll. Dan stiap account punya agregator, forum, buletin, cv, dkk. yg bisa di setting sendiri. Ngga tau d, mungkin perlu beli server sendiri, jadi host *buka bisnis ini sih*. Tapi spt yg udah2...ide gw muncul di saat yg aneh n hasilnya jg super aneh....need comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7208970066532447326?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7208970066532447326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7208970066532447326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7208970066532447326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7208970066532447326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/05/website.html' title='website'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-8930529222713304700</id><published>2007-05-10T17:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:13:47.899+07:00</updated><title type='text'>probabilitas</title><content type='html'>-lagi jalan-&lt;br /&gt;Spt biasa tiap pagi gw nebeng temen ke kantor, rute Benhil - Sunter *kebayang dong*. Dari kos ke halte gw liat org2 jalan ter-buru2, mobil numpuk bikin macet *padahal isinya minimalis*, motor dgn gesitnya ke kiri-kanan. Kehidupan yg biasa...sudah spt rutinitas aja. Penuh...jenuh...pengen pergi ke dunia yg beda *kutipan dari anime digimon*.&lt;br /&gt;-numpang motor-&lt;br /&gt;Aduh debu, asep, apa aja tuh campur jadi satu...bisa tewas nih klo gw kerja di Jkt kelamaan *hehe*. Dari segitu banyak org...apa yah kira2 yg bedain gw dari mereka? *pemikiran yg aneh*. Sampe lampu merah...gw liat org dagang di perempatan...Wah gw kan skr profesinya pegawai...gimana klo buka usaha dagang yah...ngomong2 soal dagang, jadi kebayang idenya Oshin *bener nda ini nulisnya* tentang supermarket. Bahkan supermarke skr uda mulai berevolusi jadi hypermarket dng ide nyerempet2 grosir...wek, saking banyaknya hypermarket...misalnya mo bikin satu nama lagi...pasti kalah saingan.&lt;br /&gt;-tik tok tik tok-&lt;br /&gt;Skr gw punya 1. jumlah manusia banyak, 2. hypermarket, 3. ide apa ya yg bisa bikin org suka ke sebuah pasar swalayan? Pikir punya pikir, eh di tepi jalan liat org maen kartu...Wah hari gini bukan kerja malah gambling! Eh...apa tuh? gambling? manusia emang suka sama yg namanya probabilitas *ampe2 maunya jadi asisten probstat, hehe, ampon dj!*. Bener jg ya...probabilitas itu ilmu bagus loh!&lt;br /&gt;-ide-&lt;br /&gt;Misalnya gw punya 1 kg beras, gw beli dari petani dng harga 5000 per kilo. Gw pengen untung 500. So, gw jual 5500 toh! Itu yg pada umumnya org lakukan, bahkan di supermarket...Walaupun pake acara diskon bla bla bla segala...tapi intinya ya cuman itu. Nah skr gw kasi triki nih...Gw kasi pengumuman di swalayan gw *ceritanya punya 1 nih*. Oi penonton...gw punya beras nih...n gw jg punya alat nih...Anda bisa dapet range harga beras/kg nya berkisar antara 5000 - 6000. Alat ini akan secara acak ngeluarin angka dari 0 - 9. Misalnya Anda dpt angka 3...maka harga beras yg Anda beli akan menjadi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harga dasar + ((angka yg didapat/10) x (harga max - harga dasar))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5000 + ((3/10) x (6000-5000)) = 5300 rupiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah....kira2 org tertarik ga sih klo gw kasi begini...Pembeli pastinya ga tau harga beras dari petani itu sebenernya berapa...misalnya harga dasar nya gw kasi adalah harga termurah yg bisa gw survei di pasaran dan harga max adalah harga termahal di pasaran...gw kira pembeli pasti sangat tertarik *hehehe, pendapat pribadi si*. Klo dari contoh di atas...kemungkinan gw ga dapet untung sama sekali adalah pada saat si mesin ngluarin angka 0....iya toh! Tapi selebihnya...gw pasti untung dong, walaupun ngga max. Dengan asumsi bahwa metode ini bisa menarik lebih banyak pembeli ke swalayan gw...pastinya gw akan bisa lebih untung dibanding swalayan laen.&lt;br /&gt;-mikir lagi-&lt;br /&gt;Gw ga yakin jg sih...yg kayak beginian perlu di survei...tapi gw butuh bikin program acak nya dulu *doh...ini jg susah, mana ada program random yg bener2 random*. Ditambah lagi gw perlu survei secara nyata yah....O iya, gw jg ga tau nih, klo hal yg seperti ini apa masuk dalam kategori judi? *ah, ide yg aneh muncul di hari yg aneh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditunggu masukannya loh...sapa tau positif *cepet2 gw patenin ntar ;P *.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-8930529222713304700?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/8930529222713304700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=8930529222713304700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8930529222713304700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/8930529222713304700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/05/probabilitas.html' title='probabilitas'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7358426766573955776.post-7409290527159984407</id><published>2007-05-10T17:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T17:26:26.023+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back</title><content type='html'>-argh-&lt;br /&gt;Jari gw da kaku lagi nih, dah lama ngga acara nulis2 gini. Krn 1 n b'bagai hal akhirnya gw idupin lagi ni blog. Masi dng nama yg sama, tapi account dulu yg gw buat di blogger kemana yak? klo skr kan pake id gmail..nah yg dulu tuh uda ada..tapi lupa gw *doh*.&lt;br /&gt;-break-&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inget dulu ama temen gw yg nanyain kemana perginya blog gw yg penuh foto2 itu..hehe..sayang ya gw ga nyimpen datanya, padahal itu cerita uda panjang amat *begh, cape de ^^" *. Mungkin klo sempet gw bakal ceritain balik.&lt;br /&gt;-minum dulu ah-&lt;br /&gt;Sekalian buat ngeramein "if01 (itb) rame!"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7358426766573955776-7409290527159984407?l=cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/feeds/7409290527159984407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7358426766573955776&amp;postID=7409290527159984407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7409290527159984407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7358426766573955776/posts/default/7409290527159984407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cr3stf4ll.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>n1t3f4ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05359009094155391622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
